Poking around on my cell phone yesterday for Dean’s number, I connected with a couple of nice people. One of them was Liz Ditz, who just returned my call… these cell phones are too smart. I punched up her number because it was one of several area codes I didn’t recognize. Her phone caught my number, and today she called back.
This is remarkably like the condition Liz’ daughter and her friends have named "my butt called you." See, they carry their phones around in their back pockets and occasionally they speed dial a friend just by sitting down.
After this, rather than try to explain my dufousness, I’ll just say, "My butt called you!"
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Joel Sax 12.29.05 at 7:28
Good thing you weren’t passing wind at the time….