best pal and I are talking about meeting at the Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival next weekend. The thing is, it's a 2+ hour drive for me (but really, what better place to meet a friend than in West Friendship, Maryland?). So I was kind of hoping that brave astronaut was going to come, so the dude would come and I wouldn't have to spend four hours in the car by myself. So I broached the subject with the dude last night.Me: So, next weekend, I'm thinking about going to Maryland to meet best pal at the Sheep and Wool Festival. Would you want to come?
Dude: What's there?
Me: Um, sheep...and...wool.
Dude: I don't think there's anything to interest me.
Me: [grasping at straws] And a sheepdog herding contest.
Dude: Now that I'm interested in [no hint of sarcasm].
Me: You are?
Dude: When I was a kid I used to watch this show on Saturday mornings, I think it was called "One Man and his Dog," and this guy would whistle and his dogs would round up the sheep. [Begins whistling.]
Me [thinking: Wow, you had a deprived Saturday morning]: You watched that?
Dude: Every child of my generation in Britain watched that show. I loved it.
So, brave astronaut, you in? Sheepdog herding. Now that I've studied the schedule, I see cheese. That's my final offer. Cheese.