Today in the car on the way to Towson Town Center (We heart our Nordstrom’s) we were talking. Like usual.
Emily was talking about how folk means people. Like the word of the people. Like FOLKS -> VOLKS -> VOLKSWAGON. The people’s car.
I said, “If cars could speak, they’d sound like Bob Dylan.”
Emily replied, “Or Hitler.”
I [heart] Emily. I certainly married the right (yet twisted) girl.