Mom:  Would you ever want to play the drums?

Me:  I would totally play the drums.  I’ve only done it a handful of times.  Once I played in church when Mr. Tate wasn’t there…and the whole time, I was thinking, “Mr. Tate is way better.”

Mom:  There was a different drummer at The Rock tonight.  They have a bunch of drummers.  My favorite is the blond one.

Me:  The one Dad calls his son-in-law?

Mom:  Yeah.

Me:  Why do you like him the best?

Mom:  Because he’s tall.

Me (laughing):  That’s your criteria for best drummer?

Mom:  Well, the other ones are short and I can’t see them.

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We were watching White Collar on DVD during dinner.  A girl told Neal that he didn’t look like an FBI agent, but Peter did.

Me:  Do you think I could pass as an FBI agent?

Dad:  No.  Maybe an immigration agent.

Me (offended): What?!?  So wrong.

Dad:  You don’t look mean enough.

Tin:  What about me?  Do you think I could be FBI?

Dad:  No.  You would probably take a bribe.