Tuesday, 11:34 p.m.
Me: Better get ready for bed. We gotta be up in six hours.
Sal: Isn't six hours from now 5:30?
Me: Yes, but ... OK, by the time you get your ass in bed and asleep, it'll be midnight. And then it'll be six hours.
Me: Why do you do that? I mean, I'll never stop rounding up. I'll never shake that habit.
Sal: Because it's fun.
Sal: Yeah. It's like pulling the wings off flies.