There’s a bit of time that passes between when we eat a meal and when we post the episode online. During this space of time I had forgotten about Todd’s strange story about the guy he saw shaking his elbow which made him “look like a JELL-O.” I had forgotten how confused I was when Todd asked me to describe this “jiggler” as if I were speaking with a blind man. I had forgotten my frustration when Todd would rebuff my descriptions of something that I had never even seen in the first place. “Why won’t Todd accept my answers?” I thought….
All this was a memory. A repressed memory that needed to be unlocked.
Fast forward a couple of days. I sat down to edit Episode 11, and the first words out of Todd’s mouth were, “I’m going to make Dave say, ‘jiggle my elbow.’” AHA! All the confusion returned but came now with greater understanding. Todd wasn’t trying to get me to say some incriminating sexual euphemism; he was trying to help me reach a goal. Thank you, Todd, for the game. I only wish I had said the magic words.
Tonight’s menu: the number 11 – huevos rancheros, rice, beans & salad.