On the bus yesterday, I watched as the formerly brilliant sky clouded over into a dull grey aroudn noon. Worriedly, I turned to Emira and said
Me,"Looks like it's clouding up. I hope it's not like this when we reach Dubrovnik."
Emira, "Naw, don't worry about it. I put in a good word with the JC."
Me, "Who? JC Chasez?"
Emira, "No, fool. Jesus Christ!"
Me, "But, you're Muslim!"
Emira, "Don't worry about it. JC and Mohammed have a time-share on my soul."
A point that was later proven when the sky cleared and a beautiful afternoon opened before us in the Old City. Obviously, I need to get on the JC's good side.