Life is such a sweet insanity.
I love life and people. This is a place where I can write down what's happening, what I'm thinking, what I'm seeing and what I'm feeling. After all, life is just one blog entry after another.Monday, February 07, 2005
Thou Shall Not Nudge The PowerBook.
Tom (our cat) is having a hard time understanding the use of computers in bed. It's not that I'm shunning extracurricular bedroom activities for the computer, that's hardly the case, but when Earl's away on business, I tend to bring my PowerBook to bed and read about the day's happenings, catch up on a few cheesy television shows and write in my blog.
Now if I could only get our son to understand.
He doesn't understand the whole geek in bed thing. He thinks the keyboard of the PowerBook makes a wonderful place to take a nap. He nudges the corner of the screen, making the pixels dance a little bit in the corner. Thankfully, he hasn't taken up to nibbling on it yet, for then he would probably be starring in the "Flying Cat Across The Bedroom" sequel.
Not that I would purposely send him flying or anything.
As I type this blog entry, I think we've worked out a truce. He sleeps next to the left speaker, on the bed, listening to Mac Arthur Park Suite by Donna Summer via iTunes. He occasionally looks up at me, doing the cat I love you with a seductive blink of the eyes. I blink back at him.
Yep, it's a truce.
Now if I could only get our son to understand.
He doesn't understand the whole geek in bed thing. He thinks the keyboard of the PowerBook makes a wonderful place to take a nap. He nudges the corner of the screen, making the pixels dance a little bit in the corner. Thankfully, he hasn't taken up to nibbling on it yet, for then he would probably be starring in the "Flying Cat Across The Bedroom" sequel.
Not that I would purposely send him flying or anything.
As I type this blog entry, I think we've worked out a truce. He sleeps next to the left speaker, on the bed, listening to Mac Arthur Park Suite by Donna Summer via iTunes. He occasionally looks up at me, doing the cat I love you with a seductive blink of the eyes. I blink back at him.
Yep, it's a truce.
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