BJ has a way of figuring things out that doesn’t always match the way most people think.

For example, having BJ as your Euchre partner means this:  “Pick it up, and you’re going alone.  I’ll take the nine out with me.”  We get set a lot.

This one was really funny, though.

I still can’t drive, so BJ chauffeurs me when I need to anywhere.  We were coming home after an afternoon running some errands, and it was starting to get dark.

BJ:  “There’s an AWFUL lot of traffic tonight!”

Me:  “Not really — it’s about average.”

We drove on for a few minutes, then this:

BJ:  “The headlights are bothering my eyes.  I’m not used to driving at night.”

Me:  “Why not?  It’s always dark when you go to work in the morning.”

BJ:  “This is different.  It’s going to STAY dark!”

I had no answer for that.  It’s just BJ logic.