circa 1996
.circa 1996
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Miscellaneous
Technology: the down side
Computer issues all over the place yesterday and today, folks. For those of you who emailed me, I got it, but just haven’t had a chance to reply yet. But I will!
There’s a moral in this somewhere…
Tax Deduction #2: Mama, after I eat my lunch, may I have candy?
Me: Yes.
TD#2 eats lunch. Carefully chooses a piece out of his bag of Halloween candy. Oh, goodie. Chewy Fireballs.
Me: Are you sure about this?
TD#2: Uh huh.
Chomp. Big eyes. Tears. Wail.
TD#2: Mama, tongue!
Me: Yeah, it’s hot, hunh? That’s cinnamon.
TD#2: Simmum for toas’.
Me: For candy, too. Want me to throw that away?
TD#2: No.
Chomp. Big eyes. Tears. Wail.
TD#2: Mama, hurts mouf!
Me: Yeah, I know. Are you sure you don’t want me to throw that away? Mama doesn’t like them, either.
TD#2: No.
Chomp. Big eyes. Tears. Wail.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
No, I want the pink-fur handcuffs, Officer.
Cutting in and out
And sorry for the sporadic posting, folks. We’re up to our eyeballs in last-minute publishing-type stuff, getting reading to put The Proviso up for public consumption on Friday. Yes. Friday. I can hear your credit cards trembling as I type. I promise I’ll be more regular once that’s done.