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 […]
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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: