Nick's looking into joining a gym. We're sitting together on his couch while he leafs through a packet sent from the local community center. There is a new workout facility opening in Waunakee, you see, and his curiosity is piqued. "See the problem is, I'm just not motivated to go workout," he tells me. Well yes, that would be a problem, particularly when one considers joining a gym.

"I mean, money isn't a motivator," he continues. I look at him curiously...how does physical fitness inspire money? Seriously, tell me. I want to know—hell, sign me up! He explains, "I mean the, 'I paid a lot of money for a membership, I should use it' thing. Doesn't work for me." Ah. Not the explanation I was hoping for, but it made sense. For Nick.

"Because," I was enjoying the way he talked himself through his decision. He does this often. He's a champion analyzer, and his logic makes me weak-kneed. I love a common-sensical man. He squinted, as though what he was about to say would cause great discomfort and widespread comprehension both. I waited on bated breath for the conclusion while he chose his words carefully.

"Because, I paid a lot of money for this couch too," I began to squint in confusion now...until I saw his eyes begin to twinkle. "And I paid a lot of money for my TV too." Synchronized, we turned our heads toward the 42" rear projection high definition TV from our lofty position on his leather couch, and my laugh gurgled first, then gushed. He looked so serious, so down-to-business.



And, you really can't argue with his logic.