I was sitting in front of the computer this morning earnestly typing an email. Spouse came in to the room and asked what I was “tippy-tapping” away at.
Me: I’m writing an email to Todd about how much of a person’s best creative work is typically done in his or her youth. In music, science and film it seems almost axiomatic that…
Her: You have peanut butter on your face, you know.
I think I’ve proved my point.