Lewis and Clark

This is probably one of those stories where you had to be there for it to be remotely amusing.

A few days ago, Jane and I were in early morning mode, drinking coffee and reading the paper. It's March, basketball tournament time, and I read in the sports page that a girl's team from Spokane had lost by a single point.

"Poor Lewis and Clark" I blurted out. Jane didn't even look up from reading about the earthquake in Chile, or something like that. "They've been dead years," meaning, 'what are you talking about?'

I just burst out laughing. Now she looks up, a bit miffed.

"What?"

Honey, Lewis and Clark is a high school in Spokane.

"I didn't know that."

I'm reading the sports page.

"I didn't know that."

The LC girls just lost a game in the . . . "I didn't know that," she said even before I finished, meaning, and I don't CARE about that either.

Anyway, I thought it was funny, so when I blurted out the sports news this morning, that both the Shadle Park boys and girls teams lost tournament games on the same day, I made sure to explain in detail.

She still didn't care all that much!