“Dude, you know what was last weekend?”

“What?”

“Burning Man. I’ve always wanted to go. Weren’t we going to go this year?”

“Ummm, yeah, but we’ve said that every September since 1995 the week after they burn that thing down. We look at the pictures on the interweb and say we’re going to build an art car that spits fire, looks like the Yellow Submarine and has a real working periscope and dress like pirates. But, then, two weeks later, we forget until the week after labor day the next year.”

“Well, next year, we’re definitely going.”

“Yeah, sure we are.”

“We are!”