"You're beautiful when you're not coughing up phlegm."

MPH has a new friend.....

MPH was out working on his new bike last night, when what should land on the planter nearby but....

 Yup, that's a pigeon, just a couple of feet away.

This bird stuck around for something like an hour, in spite of movement, noise, things dropping, him hitting the planter (incidentally, not on purpose), and me opening the door 5 feet away and coming out to help. At some point my head was about 18" away from it.  Yes, it was alive -- it was looking around and moving while it was sitting there, and eventually flew away after whacking its head on the porch ceiling about 50 times.  I've dubbed him "Sir Gives No Fucks." 

"I don't talk when I'm asleep, the dumb comes out when I'm awake."

(Smelling my hair after a night in tech rehearsal:) "You smell like the theatre.  It smells like sawdust, paint, and frustration."

(Shaun: "He talks with his fingertips.")  "Like a broken Italian?"

Look, he finished his Lego X-Wing!

(As a compliment:) "Fuck you, you're hot."