Twice. Ray will now bring you her shoes if you ask her nicely. “Will you bring me your shoes? We’re going to go outside.” “Eeee!” She runs squealing around the room, leaps on the couch, and hides. “Shoe? Can you bring me your shoe?” “Oh, no!” She looks around, crawls off the couch, looks around […]
Book Rack. This is a CS used bookstore-slash-computer place, the place where Lee got the laptop. I stopped in to look around–very cool. The owner stopped to talk to me; he remembered the laptop. He also commented, “There’s a girl’s side of the store, and boy’s side of the store.” The romance takes fully half
Mother’s Day, part II. We went to the circus. Neener neener neener. Lions, elephants, ponies, horses, boa constrictor, baby white tiger, Florida panther. Clowns, jugglers, contortionists, acrobats, riders, and a human cannonball. Everything larger than life and twice as expensive. We had a wonderful time!
Mother’s Day. Lee said “Happy Mother’s Day” this morning. Hey. I’d forgotten. Something happened this morning that reminded me why I like Colorado. Grocery shopping. A woman started flirting with my daughter, asked me how old she was. They played while I picked out pork chops. She told me about her granddaughter, two: a very
Computer. I don’t remember if I mentioned it. Lee bought me a 386 laptop for $20 at this place called the “Book Rack.” –Actually, it sounded like the perfect idea for a business. Used books and computer shit. Throw in an espresso machine and I’m buying stock, OK? And all the computer equipment is guaranteed
Birthday. My twenty-ninth birthday, on May 1st, was a particularly miserable day. Nobody remembered, except Lee, and he didn’t even say “Happy Birthday” until I told him to. I was upset. Twenty-nine. No “Happy Birthday.” Well, maybe depressed is a better word, except when you get depressed, you don’t get snippy. So I was upset: