I was reminded the other evening of her when discussion of relsqui's ex-boyfriend came up. She apparently didn't get along with him very well. When the time came for us to talk, she'd been talked up to the point that I expected a half-crazed hippie sort (she was from Berkeley, after all). Among the first things she said to me was "What do you call a sick elephant?"
I typed back "A sycophant" almost immediately. I'd never heard that joke before, but the punchline seemed obvious. I don't remember quite what happened next, but it was a lot of telling both of us that we should have sex and get married and stuff.
That may be among the best first impressions I've ever given, now that I think of it.
Happy birthday, beethatbumbles.