Saturday, August 18, 2007

Wicked, Wicked Baby

Arthur has been slightly jealous of the keyboard lately.  I've been letting him see how e-mail works by reading messages to him as I type.  This usually lasts a minute and then Arthur will say, "John done typing now."

So scream of 'NO!' that you all heard Saturday around 3:30 Pacific Time was me as Arthur poured water on the iMac's keyboard.  (No, I wasn't typing at the time, Arthur snuck into our room as Mark and I were discussing the merits of red ties in LA in August (and chortling over what the phrase "Upscale Casual" means).)

Mark says he now knows what I'll sound like in case of a cougar attack, a stabbing, or a flaming log rolling toward us.
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