Dwight

Sometimes Cowen reminds me of Dwight K. Shrute. For example, a recent breakfast conversation concerning the little bit of egg that stuck to the pan during the scrambled egg cooking process that Mom accidentally scraped out causing it to become mixed with the rest of the eggs and placed on Miriam's plate.

Miriam: "Gross, I don't want that." Places it on Cowen's plate.

Cowen, after examining the piece of egg: "Them am crazy. Them can kill you."

Probably in three different ways in under three seconds flat. In fact, it probably has something to do with the KGB. Or it's Asian.

Thank you, Dwight (Cowen), for making us aware of the dangers of an egg that looks slightly different from its fellows.