Bizarre Conversations I Had Today...

So, I went to physical therapy today. This guy has been my PT on and off for twenty years, which is nice for me.

Last summer, I was wearing my SPN tshirt and he says, "Hey is that the kid from Gilmore Girls? My wife loves that show." (One of the PT aides once asked me, "Is that Eric Brady on your shirt?" I lol-ed so hard).

Then I explained SPN to him and he decided his teenage daughters should watch this show, because they like scary movies and he is always trying to find things for them to watch that aren't, you know, The Saw movies. So I loaned him season one and they of course loved it. Smart girls.

( The ramblings of a confused father of teenage fangirls. )

I wish I had an audio recording of it - his incredulous exasperation was adorable.

Then my mom tells me she entered Publisher's Clearing House, and if she wins...

( My mother will invest in cyborgs and houseboys. )

I had to refrain from saying, "I have no standards. I would marry Chad Michael Murray in Vegas. Yes, I would."

Mostly because the last time we ended up talking about Chad, this happened -

Mom: You didn't even like Tristan on Gilmore Girls!
Me: He was trying to break up Rory and Dean! OMG!

So...that was my day. ;)