Things Nash Said

So if you know Nash, you know that most of what he says is drenched in wit. If you don't know Nash, you could still follow along and find out for yourself. This blog is just filled with things that he's said. Just in case you do know him, the idea is that he find out about this blog later in life. While he's happening around the internet.

I thought I recognized this theme song, but maybe I just recognized the 80s.

—Nash

I don’t notice when I get fevers anymore. I can’t remember what it’s like to feel the burn. You’ve got a nice face, I’d love to see you everyday. I don’t remember what I was just about to say.

—

Street Nymphs, To This City

You can find the song here: http://streetnymphs.bandcamp.com/

Actual conversation I had with my brother...

  • Me: (sitting on my bed, watching Sherlock)
  • Nash: My head is shaped really weird.
  • Me: Okay.
  • Nash: No, like, is it shaped differently? Weirder?
  • Me: No. It looks the same as always
  • Nash: I think that I woke up in an alternate universe where my head is shaped weird.
  • Me: Okay.
  • Nash: ...What are you watching?
  • Me: Sherlock.
  • Nash: What? In the old universe you never watched Sherlock!
  • Me: Really? What did I watch?
  • Nash: I don't know, like, Merlin?
  • Me: Never heard of it. (mental snicker, snicker)
  • Nash: (gasps and leaves)
  • Me: (audible snicker, snicker)
  • Nash: (returns) THIS YEAR FOR CHRISTMAS, DID YOU GET A DVD BOXSET OF SHERLOCK?
  • Me: You're not in an alternate universe!
  • Nash: OF COURSE IT WOULDN'T SEEM THAT WAY TO YOU.
  • Me: Calm down.
  • Nash: I USED TO LIVE IN A UNIVERSE WHERE I HAD THE COOLEST SHAPED HEAD.

You have to realize at this point we are speaking over one another

  • Kat: I'm very sorry for this because I know how you don't like sentiment
  • Nash: No. I don't want to hear it.
  • Kat: But I can't go back to school because
  • Nash: Earlier I farted and tried to disguise it as Wesley Crusher's sonogram. I think it worked, too, because I just counted the beats and then
  • Kat: There is literally no one
  • Nash: Let it drop.
  • Kat: [laughter]
  • Nash: HA! Completely ruined your moment of sentiment.

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    • Side-note: Suddenly, the Devil Wolf of Bridlington burst into this outline!
    • Bullets were scattered everywhere, numbered list organization elements were strewn about the room! Etc.

That’s not a couch, it’s a deceptively comfortable pile of filth.

—Nash, of “the dog couch” 

  • Kat: Your "Gingrich Bells" was clever.
  • Nash: Thanks, your idea to insert Gingrich into holiday songs was clever.
  • Kat: Thanks, though it wasn't really my idea. I was actually dreaming it.
  • Nash: That's okay. It's still clever, even if it's just part of your messed up brain.