As I entered the party and gazed about the room, my eye was caught by a small white bowl sitting upon a table of appetizers. The gleaming green of the bowl's contents radiated from the vessel of my desire. In that instant I could see nothing - or no one - else in the room. It felt like I was drawn to the object of my desire by a verdant tractor beam. I picked up a delivery mechanism (I think it might have been a lightly salted restaurant-style corn tortilla chip), and scooped an impossibly large amount of perfectly prepared guacamole into my mouth. I instantly felt the glow of total joy spread throughout my body and expand into the oneness of the universe...I had arrived at my familiar state of AVOCADOPIA. Without thinking I reached out for more...

Wife: “Have you put the sheets out to dry and put the towels on?”
Husband: “Yes. You know I am a grown adult also used to live alone so you do not need to micro marrige me”