o tempora, o mores!

It’s all in jest and good play, and there’s no real hurt involved, but it really makes me giggle when I actually manage to best Jeremy at something.
It’s an incredibly rare thing. Don’t mistake me; being able to have someone *to* prove me wrong is great. My ego needs to be brought down some.

But a change of pace is fine, too.

It’s always something very silly and inconsequential, but we laugh about it, and I have my “A-HA! I win!” moment, he calls me a dork, and we continue our conversation.

The other day, I was listening to California Dreaming. Y’know…the Mamas&Papas…

All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
I’ve been for a walk
On a winter’s day…

I was on the phone; he asked what I was listening to. I simply said, “California Dreaming.” He then asks if it was DJ Sammy’s cover or the original Beatles.
I had a pretty good laugh at that one.
Doesn’t even sound like the Beatles…

Ah, well. I have to have a small victory sometime, even if just in play.