This is a transcription of a conversation I had with a guy I play volleyball with. We’ll call him “nick”.
cb: Nick, do you listen to Rufus Wainwright?
nick: Yeah, some. Its not really my thing, but he’s ok.
cb: … because I’m SO crushing on his new CD right now! Seriously crushing on it.
nick: You don’t mean that you love it PHYSICALLY, do you?
cb: well, the hole’s a BIT small
(snickering by both)
cb: naw- I just love the music
nick: becuase I just read an article about people who develop unnatural attachments to inanimate objects.
cb: you mean that they ‘love’ these objects or LOVE love these objects?
nick: its a rare psychological condition, but these people actually fall IN LOVE with things- not people
cb: are the objects shaped appropriately to what the people want, like slots and tabs, or is it just anything
nick: Oh, it can apparently be anything…
cb: like, me suddenly saying that I LOVE my toaster….. no wait…. that still has, you know… slots
(both snicker again)
cb: OOOhhh- ok. Or how about I’m in love with my stereo… you know… like, um… my RECEIVER!
(both bust out laughing for extended period)
nick: dude, that was SO Freudian!
Mangina Monologues 
Hey sexy
I see you are safely installed into WordPress. Have a great night.
Kev in NZ
Ha Ha! Funny CB! Your posts always either interest me or intrigue me. I laugh a lot when I read your posts. Thanks for brightening my day. 😉
Ha ha ha … you called him Nick. You kill me. 🙂
ROFLMAO! Thank you SO much for this, CB. 😀