Kiki: I’m having mixed feelings about this new song I like.
Alan: What are your mixed feelings?
Kiki: I can’t decide if it’s misogynistic or not. “If you needed love, well then ask for love./Could have given love, but now I’m taking love./And it’s not my fault, because you both deserve what’s coming now, so don’t say a word.” But that’s not the major problem.
Alan: What’s the major problem?
Kiki: I don’t know if I’m supposed to be embarrassed about liking a Maroon 5 song or not.
Alan: Why would you be embarrassed?
Kiki: I don’t know, it’s pop music.
Alan: You like Britney Spears and you’re worried about Maroon 5 being embarrassing???

Misogyny or not, I looooove this fake action movie video. It’s like 24 meets Live Free or Die Hard meets Domino meets Casino Royale meets… strippers? Love this song, love Adam Levine, and love the general kickassery of it all!

Scene: The car. We were returning home from an event where wheat grass juice had been served.

Kiki’s Stepdad: Once I went to a lecture given by a practitioner of holistic medicine, and she mentioned that you can take wheat grass in both ends.
Kiki: Like… laxatives?
Kiki’s Stepdad: Uh, enemas.
Kiki (grumbling to no one in particular): You hippies take your damn patchouli incense and get out of here.
Kiki’s Mom: I don’t think hippies were into enemas. (Pause.) Or rather, I don’t think enemas were into hippies.