“What are you doing, man?”
“What do you mean?”
“That Occupy Austin thing. Why on Earth are you wasting your time with that?”
He stands there thinking for a while.
“It’s a movement,” he said. “A movement that captures the spirit of what I think is wonderful with this country to characterize what has me most depressed about this country. It’s a movement…”
“No, no, no. That’s not what I’m talking about. I’m worried about what you’ve been doing down there. I mean you said you brought home a horse!“
He stands there for a moment and then sighs.
“For heaven’s sake. I didn’t bring home a horse. I came home hoarse. It was a typo. I’ve fixed it.”
“Oh. That’s a relief. I was beginning to wonder.”