Sunday, February 28, 2010

I got nothin'

My husband Michael rides the bus back and forth to work in Boston. Much less stressful than driving and cheaper too. On the way home Friday the bus driver begins talking to him as his stop approaches. Here is that conversation:

Bus driver(BD): Have you heard about the haunted house in town?
Michael(M): Yeah,kinda
BD:What have you heard?
M:Just gossip and stuff from the kids.
BD:Do you know where it is?
M:That old house on the corner?
BD:No, the one near the fairgrounds.
M:On South River Street?
BD:No, by the fair entrance. Right there on Main Street.
M:Which one? There are 3 houses there.
BD:The first one. The one right at the entrance.
M:Uhh,that's my house!
BD:I don't wanna freak you out or anything...
Laughing ensues...

That is all.


  1. OMG, Did he have anything specific? Have you found anything online? We will have to look into it. s