TMI dude, TMI...

Every once in a while there are moments when you go to someones house to hang out, and when you walk in, there on the floor is something of interest... at least it catches your eye for a few seconds, and I don't mean a dead body... that would be of great interest and would consume much of your time at staring at it...

It is more of the little things that are out of place and rather strange for that friend to have out, or even have... So there is this minute at which you spend in gazing at this object, much like Sam Niel at the T-Rex... Long and hard... Then you move on...

Of course your friend noticed that you couldn't help but gander at that thing that is not a usual in their place, and proceeds to try and explain it to you when you don't really care that much in the first place, but you sit and listen to them because it is the polite thing to do...

"Oh that, that's the art project that Timmy is working on. He gave it to me to critique it for him as an outside of class help, or something... I think it's good, but the ways that he used that wood in the middle there and the rubber, with just a little bit of mortar around the edges is a bit strange don't you think?... oh but this was cool, he also wrote a little poem for the piece too... HA, pinned it to the back so you can read it if you flip it around...yeah, well I think I have to get it back to Timmy tomorrow, but I'm not sure how to, it's so awkward to handle..." ...huh?!?!...

What makes people think that their friends need them to explain the weird stuff in their apartment, or car, or tree fort... sometimes it is useful info, but when it comes down to explaining how you used to wet the bed when you were younger, and this was the thing that your mom gave you to help you, but your dog took it and buried it in the back yard and you couldn't find it, but you stopped wetting the bed later that week anyways, and now you have it because your dad went a little hippie again and was digging a hole to plant a tree in for earth day and found it so your mom sent it to you by FedEx...

Way too much information man....