On the way home from church Sunday, Mike said something that reminded what a boy's boy he is.
There is an elk ranch on the way to our house, and some of the bulls are getting some really impressive antlers.
As we drove by, I commented on the huge rack of the bull closest to the road.
Mike asked me what I meant when I said rack. I answered by putting my fingers above my head and wiggling them and saying "His antlers. They're huge!" Then I laughed at myself for wiggling my fingers. I said "Wouldn't it be funny if they could really wiggle their antlers like that?"
Mike was immediately intrigued. "Yeah, and then they could reach out with their antlers and strangle their enemies!"
I laughed and said "That is so like you, to find the weapons-related angle to any subject we talk about."
He was silent for a minute then responded with this zinger:
"Well, I guess they could use them to pick berries."
Isn't that a great mental image?