Our regular route home from work takes us past a martial arts studio. I like to peek in the window when we drive by, because sometimes there will be a kid class going on, and they crack me up. Row upon row of little kids in their uniforms, looking terribly serious about their judo, or whatever it is they do in that class. Today there weren’t any kids. I couldn’t actually see a class at all — just one guy who seemed to be hopping up and down. I’m sure he was doing some sort of highly practiced move, but really, it just looked like hopping.

The ensuing conversation has proven to me once and for all that I have spent too many hours of my life watching VH1 Classic:

Me: He needs to stop hopping. He looks like that guy who jumps.

Len: That guy who jumps? Me: Yeah, the guy! Who jumps! You know.”

Len: …..

Me: In the videos! The jumping guy!”

Len: ….David Lee Roth?

Me: Yes! I knew there was a guy, I was just drawing a blank on his name.

Len: See, you had me confused for a minute, because there’s this other video that’s just some guy hopping up and down in place for the whole video.

Me: Wow, that video must suck.

Len: (the silent glance of “and David Lee Roth doesn’t suck?”)

Me: Point taken. I can see how the jumping guys could get confusing, though. There’s the jumping guy, the ballet guy…

Len: That’s Kip Winger.

Me: I know who Kip Winger is. Duh.

(a few moments of silence)

Me: We are the lamest human beings in the world.