9/27/07

Kitty Treadmill

Me: "Your cat is running all over the house like crazy!"

Sister: "I wish someone would invent a kitty treadmill that cats could exercise on, and find some way to make them stay on it, like by putting a fake mouse in front of it or something...."
--pauses in deep thought and then says with great enthusiasm:
"That idea could make me a million dollars!!! But not today.
Today.....I eat pizza!"

9/15/07

Outside the Box

Me: "You should totally write a screenplay or a book or something, but you should think of something that's outside the box."

Sister: "Yah that would be great, if I wasn't so busy partying and trying to get men inside my box!"

9/3/07

Womb Raider

Me: "So these friends of mine invited me to go to a brunch with them and I would meet their single friend, who is Angelina Jolie's gynecologist."

Sister: “Oh, welcome to LA! Man, could you imagine being so famous and chased by the paparazzi that you even had to have a personal gynecologist….and even then you would still be so paranoid that he would try and take your picture somehow, like by strapping a camera to the end of the speculum or something...OH MY GOD! That’s disgusting! UGH!! Why do I always think of these things?! Why god?! Why wasn’t I just born with a normal brain?”