Friday, July 29, 2005
What did you say?
Bangkok’s Khao Sarn road, which I finally visited with my harpist friend Amanda before she goes back to Indiana on Sunday.
Amanda and I have a knack for mishearing each other, producing more interesting conversations than is intended. The first I admit to a little slip of my own tongue:
“I’m gonna go practice. Since I’m bored, I may as well be reproductive.”
The second could be blamed on the phone, or perhaps selective hearing:
Me: “You know, last night I had dreams about harps falling on me.”
Amanda: “You had dreams about harps performing on you?!”
And lastly, on asking where her friend was:
Amanda: “She’s off with my mom because she’s afraid I will lose her.”
Me: “You don’t even want to know what I thought you said.”
Me: “‘She’s off with my mom because she’s afraid I’m a hooker.’”