I had a Pinky and the Brain moment tonight. Bruce and I had gone to visit Donna (she's in a rehab center, it's a long story but she's improving), and she asked what we were up to.
"So what are you going to do tonight?"
Bruce replies, in the perfect Brain voice without even knowing it, "What we do every night."
I almost replied, "Try to take over the world," but I realized neither of them would get it. So sad, an opportunity lost.