“I work as a husband, but I’m also trying to get employment as a neighbor. Sugar anyone?”

“Not only am I thinking about getting a nose job, but I’m also trying to get employment for the rest of my face.”

“I sipped my own coffee, heavy on the sugar and cream, trying to make up for the late work the night before. Caffeine and sugar, the two basic food groups.”

“I’m bored to death. Perhaps I should pillage one of my neighbors for my own amusement. It seems to work for Drowden.”

“Whatever I have to do here, I’m ready for it. Work hard, do my homework, get an A, get back home to Bob and the kids, and back to work. Back to normal. I’m determined to recover 100 percent. One hundred percent has always been my goal in everything, unless extra credit is involved, and then I shoot higher. Thank God I’m a competitive, type A perfectionist. I’m convinced I’m going to be the best traumatic brain injury patient Baldwin has ever seen. But they won’t be seeing me for very long because I also plan to recover faster than anyone here would predict. I wonder what the record is.”

“She looked confused. She looked off-balance. That’s a technique I employ to get dates, and it always works.”