If anyone wonders why Cayne and I get along so well...

We're in the car this afternoon, on our way to do some shopping. I'm a bit down in the dumps and mopey. At a traffic light, Cayne says to me, "A nickel for your thoughts, you know...inflation?"

I replied, "Nothing really to say."

He says, "That's only worth a penny. I want my change."

I take out my wallet and rummage through the change purse. He's driving but still notices this and is sort of confused. I pull out a Canadian nickel and hand it to him.

He breaks out in laughter. "Yeah, that's about right for my change."