friday night at the omni, i’m watching brad shake a whole lot of mustard onto his hamburger.

me: brad, that’s a lot of mustard.
brad: i know.  i like a lot of mustard.
me: not me.  that’s way more than i’d use.  in fact, i’d go so far as to say that that is a bitchload of mustard.
brad: is that a metric bitchload or an english bitchload?

tuesday afternoon at the hickory street grille, we talk about cowboy hats.

min jung: why do they call it a ten-gallon hat, anyway?  that’s pretty big.
me: i don’t know.
jeremy: or a five-gallon hat or a three-gallon hat or a gallon hat?
mark: does it convert?  are there liter hats?
mj: oh, it’d be so sad to be a metric cowboy!