My wife: Do you think I have an unnatural preoccupation with baseball players' names?
Me: How do you mean?
My wife: I mean, Milton Bradley? And Albert Poo-holes? And Trot Nixon? And come on: Randy Johnson?
Me: You betcha. The Big Unit.
My wife: And that guy with the Norwegian first name and the Spanish last name?
Me: Einar Diaz.
My wife: Right! What were their parents thinking?
Me: Sweetie, I love you.
[Pause.]
My wife: I thought that might be followed by a "but..."
Me: I love your butt.
