I opened a box. Which had another box in it.
Opened that box. Which had another box in it.
Opened that box. Which had another box in it.
Opened that box. Which had ... finally ... a wooden top lying in it.
I took the top out, thinking, "I should know this from somewhere. What does this mean?"
I spun the top, thinking but also confused. (Remember, we'd been to Victor Tango's which meant cocktails! Yes, I'm using drink as my excuse.)
Rose said, "Listen!" and turned her iTouch up high. Played the theme music from Inception.
"INCEPTION!" I shouted.
(Then she got the dvd from where she'd hidden it.)
Now, that is what I call thinking OUTSIDE the box! (ha!)
