For example, my DH and I had just embarked on the 7 hour drive from our vacation home to home-home and I had stocked up on magazines to entertain myself with on the long drive. I pulled out the first, the September issue of Vogue
(EXTRA-EXTRA LARGE - Our Biggest Issue Ever - 840 pages of FEARLESS FASHION)and happily hunkered down for some fashion enjoyment.
Which prompted the following comment from DH:
"Oh is that that Vogue magazine? I read about that on Slashdot!"There it was. All I could do was smile and do my best to reply with a male-ego-saving
(He gets that tone in his voice which lets me know that he is about to tell me something very wise that he is sure I must not be aware of.)
"Some guy counted all the pages that were advertisements in that magazine and found that Seven-Hundred-Something pages were just ads!"
(Background music: Ground control to Major Tom...)
I couldn't pull it off though, my smile turned into giggles and I had to explain that women buy Vogue for the articles the same way men buy Playboy for the articles. A look of understanding crept across his face.
3 - 2 - 1 Blast OFF!
Communication has been established...Houston, we hear you loud and clear!