[A text conversation with Seth, which occurred as I was on my way to meet him for brunch.]
Seth: “Why is the sun painful?”
Me: “The fact that it’s overcast is indicative of just how hungover you are.”
[long, aggrieved pause]
Seth: “I didn’t ask for my wig to be snatched like that.”
Me: “I mean, the wig was just lying there…”
Seth: “I didn’t even have time to pin it in place.”
I thought about bringing him some of the patented hangover cure that always worked for me during my own drinking days, but it’s really just whiskey, so it probably wouldn’t have helped much. He was pretty salty the rest of the morning, though, so at least his sodium levels weren’t too badly affected.
