Reason 127

Word association. Since high school I have lured friends into sessions of Word Association, either verbal or written, to battle boredom. The rules of the game are simple: say a word and the next player says the first word that comes to mind and is somehow related to the previous word. Volley words back and forth, guffawing at the random connections and little slices of your friends' psyches, until you make it back to the very first word spoken. I have played this while waiting for movies to start, during mind numbingly boring meetings, and to distract from the endless monotony of asphalt during road trips, and I always come away from the activity with a greater sense of closeness to the participants. Who knew that the quiet girl next to me in that first aid class had such a filthy mind? Imagine my delight when I watched an interview of you and Paul Rudd engaging in this very game. One of you (I don't want to point fingers and lay blame, here), blurted out a completely random one-word answer and the other of you latched onto it, creating a proverbial verbal snowball that could not be stopped. The poor reporter didn't know what hit him. All he could do was  look awkwardly around the room while you and Paul let the game run its course. I fully approve. So, Jason, what do you think when I say the word 'goulash'? Go.