sometimes, wrong people are wrong

There is an ongoing disagreement about chili. I maintain the perfectly reasonable common-sense position that normal chili contains beans, and while you can make chili without beans, it is then correctly described as "chili without beans". Himself insists that chili does not contain beans, and the moment you add beans, what you have is no longer chili, but bean stew.

Around and around and around.

me: They're called CHILI beans!
him: No no no no no.
me: You realize you sound like a little kid having a tantrum when you say that?
him: [sticks his tongue out at me and laughs]

Right around then is when I kind of lost it.

me: Okay look. You know there is a thing called chili con carne?
him: Sure.
me: So it need not contain meat at all! But there's nothing called chili con frijoles, because that is what is known as chili!

We have agreed to disagree. :-P

or, about $8 per ledger line

Allegri's Miserere for Ash Wednesday tonight at the gig where they don't mind that I'm not Catholic. They hired me for my top notes, and tonight I sang six high C's in genuine choir-boy style; at a hundred bucks a gig, I figure each of those high C's pulled in a little more than $16. (Though if we count the two times we went through the thing in rehearsal, I'm down at about $5.22, and surely a crystalline high C is worth more than that. :-P ) (Of course I sang other notes too, so of course the math is totally off. I'm just saying.)