This morning, I heard an Italian looking guy talking on his cell phone and going, "How 'bout I pop over for a minute. Have a cup of coffee." That sounded like a good morning to me.
Then Dan told me about a conversation her heard between a guy and a girl. The guy said, "Would you want to go with me to this concert on Saturday?" And the girl immediately came up with, "Oh, I can't! I might be running a half-marathon the next day." Good one! Does anybody decide whether they're going to run 13 miles the day of the race? Maybe.