Blah blah, a story about stupid cell phone wrangling stupidness and running out of minutes for the month and blah blah blah, and then I say, “. . .because over the summer I downgraded to the cheapest plan since I wasn’t going to be using it, and so now it turns out I have fifty minutes for the month—” and then Maud started laughing and couldn’t stop. Because if you know me and you know my mouth, then, well, yuk it up, buddy, because you understand why I’ve been back in town just a week and already those fifty minutes are history like three times over.