WIFE: So, I think I might get my tattoo recolored while I'm at the BlogHer conference. Or maybe get a new one. I don't know. I bet lots of people will be getting tattoos there. I heard there's even a tattoo place giving a discount.
HUSBAND: What kind of conference gets you a discount on tattoos?
WIFE: My kind of conference.
HUSBAND: What else will you be doing up there? Who are you driving with again?
WIFE: I'm going with Kelli. And Kelly. In a convertible. We've agreed to wear Thelma and Louise shades and headscarves. Oh, and there's this other blogger who is going with us not for the conference but just for the parties . . .
HUSBAND: There are people going to Chicago just for the parties?
WIFE: Oh, sure.
HUSBAND: . . .
WIFE: I intend to engage in all manner of drunken debauchery. It's really too bad you can't come along. Maybe I should bring you next year.
HUSBAND: . . .
WIFE: You'd have fun! You'd be surrounded by hordes of hot geeky chicks with laptops.
HUSBAND: Are you sure that would be . . . safe?
WIFE: Are you afraid we'll go into a frenzy and tear you limb from limb as a sacrifice to Dionysus?
HUSBAND: Maybe.
WIFE: You'd still have fun.
5 comments:
Oh, man, this is going to be awesome (muah ha ha ha).
We have to make sure that we hook up at some point!
Absolutely, Leighann. Camp Baby Team Midwest Fo ev ah. Besides, I need your foraging expertise at any conference to help me figure out where the good vegetarian food is.
Oh, and I should add -- I've had nearly the exact conversation I described with my husband with not one but two male friends of mine. It seems men in general think tipsy tattooed women bloggers in large groups are dangerous. Heh.
I didn't know you have a tattoo! What and where is it?
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