Today I found a piece of paper from an old steno pad that I had written the combination to my bike lock on, folded in half with the combination showing, then crumbled up to throw away. I decided not to get rid of it, but I had forgotten what else it had. The inside contained a forged grocery list that I probably wrote in class or while on the phone. Underneath the combination on the outside were two thoughts, both fashioned by Dave.
Yeah, it's like the silver goblet that they keep the extra milkshake in. You have to demand it at Denny's, they don't give it to you. I just say, Hey, they give it to me at Big Boy.
You put Josh & I on both ends of Andy, you'd have a white trash sandwich.
The second was after I showed him the picture I took of Andy and Josh standing under an umbrella in the parking lot of Kate's Kitchen in the rain one morning after we went out for breakfast. The Amish appeal of Andy's outfit is t-boned by his clean face. Then there's Josh in a dingy looking undershirt with his mouth agape and the beard that Andy needed to complete the joke.
And Dave, of course, looks like The Dude right now.
