I need to give props to Jonah, who solved the mystery of the ice cube trays.
Here's the thing, he wrote, when they are stacked, the one on top makes great cubes and the one on bottom makes splintery cubes.
"If this works," I told Monte, "I'm going to dedicate a blog post to Jonah."
Thank you, man. May the general public benefit from your wisdom just as Monte and I have done.
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Thursday, January 1, 2009
Monday, December 29, 2008
Kismet
Every now and then your partner says something that's so in tune with your own thoughts, it's like you're sharing one mind.
"Have you ever wondered," said Monte last night, standing beside the open freezer door, "why we have two identical ice cube trays but one works great and the other works like crap?"
I stared at him, amazed. "Yes," I breathed. "I wonder that every day."
These are the moments we fall in love all over again.
"Have you ever wondered," said Monte last night, standing beside the open freezer door, "why we have two identical ice cube trays but one works great and the other works like crap?"
I stared at him, amazed. "Yes," I breathed. "I wonder that every day."
These are the moments we fall in love all over again.
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