They were such sweet boys... and other notes.

Last night as we were eating dinner, M and I thought we heard a knocking on the door. But it sounded far away - the front door maybe? He went and chacked... nobody there. Then it came again, and we realized that there was someone knocking out the screen door into the porch. It turned out to be two very earnest young men hoping to talk to us about the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. We told them that we weren't particularly interested, but would they like to come in and have something to drink? I remembered not to offer them Pepsi. ;^) We chatted for a bit about all sorts of things ranging from the story we'd just heard on NPR that involved a phone call to the Penthouse Executive Club (which is apparently where you need to call if you want to talk to the authority on dry-aging steaks) and the Oklahoma State University Golf team. We let them leave us a copy of The Book of Mormon (we didn't have one, and I've been thinking it'd be good to have on the shelf - I figure it's a good thing to keep copies of major religious texts around) and didn't object when they asked if it was ok for them to say a prayer for/with us... we hadn't bothered telling them that we aren't Christian, which made it kind of amusing for us. Apparently we were the nicest people on our block, and they hate the door-to-door thing (not surprisingly). One of them said that he'd rather stop people on the street and talk to them, which I think would be way worse, though.

All in all, it was an amusing interlude. And after dinner we made lots of food for this next week (M made General Tso's Chicken, I made turkey-feta burgers and hummus for tonight (and two extra burgers to freeze)).

In other news:
The favorite SuperBowl commercial so far is the Neanderthan FedEx one. The favorite ABC promo so far is the Shaq Desperate Housewives ad (which just had me cackling out loud).