"So wouldn't it be nice..."
G'morning all you crazy cats and kittens out there in cyberland.. The sky is grey again and I got like six hours of sleep last night... dam that knife show. oh yeah!
Played a bunch of chess yesterday, though I ended up down for the day like 3 wins 6 losses.. No good I tell ya, no good. Getting back to it, the knife show was still going strong at three a.m. but I couldn't hold my eyes open any longer, Tom left, I went to bed. Professor had free roam of the house and he was very well behaved, didn't get into anything or tear anything up. YAY!
Now here's where it gets fun, at some point this morning I heard Jon's door open up and somehow I instictively realized that my door was open (for those that don't know our bedroom doors face eachother in front of the water closet) Now also, and not in parenthesis because I just did that, might I mention I sleep in the buff. Sorry if you didn't need to hear that, but it definately plays an important role in our discussion this morning. Anyway! I heard Jon's door open, realized instantly that mine was open as well, I thought to myself quickly that I didn't know what was under the covers and what wasn't.... eek. (not so much for me, but does jon really want to see that first thing in the morning?) So I quickly rolled over and now thinking I'm all good. Fell back to sleep in a flash.
Now in this scene we would have a dream sequence montage... along with a time lapse shot of my clock speeding it's way to about 9am. That's about when professor had finally had enough of waiting for me to get up on my own, and started his series of "get up you lazy bastard" jumping on and off the bed, licking and crying.
I get up take him out, walk back in, phone rings, use, another, comma, for, no, reason, and it's Jon's father knock on the old door wake him up. head to the head for my own a.m. constitutional. After a few dozen pages of "the goblet of fire" I come out of the "second office" with a new "pep" in my step.
Jon quickly relieves me of my pride, with a brusque "hey dude, niiiiiice bum"
Yeah I guess when I flipped over, I uncovered more than I covered. And it was all backyard as far as the eye could see... So that was the compliment that started my day......
Eh, tell me something I don't know.... Till later when I've had more coffee or something more interesting happen.
once loved,
B.
(p.s. spell checker wasnt working this morning)
Played a bunch of chess yesterday, though I ended up down for the day like 3 wins 6 losses.. No good I tell ya, no good. Getting back to it, the knife show was still going strong at three a.m. but I couldn't hold my eyes open any longer, Tom left, I went to bed. Professor had free roam of the house and he was very well behaved, didn't get into anything or tear anything up. YAY!
Now here's where it gets fun, at some point this morning I heard Jon's door open up and somehow I instictively realized that my door was open (for those that don't know our bedroom doors face eachother in front of the water closet) Now also, and not in parenthesis because I just did that, might I mention I sleep in the buff. Sorry if you didn't need to hear that, but it definately plays an important role in our discussion this morning. Anyway! I heard Jon's door open, realized instantly that mine was open as well, I thought to myself quickly that I didn't know what was under the covers and what wasn't.... eek. (not so much for me, but does jon really want to see that first thing in the morning?) So I quickly rolled over and now thinking I'm all good. Fell back to sleep in a flash.
Now in this scene we would have a dream sequence montage... along with a time lapse shot of my clock speeding it's way to about 9am. That's about when professor had finally had enough of waiting for me to get up on my own, and started his series of "get up you lazy bastard" jumping on and off the bed, licking and crying.
I get up take him out, walk back in, phone rings, use, another, comma, for, no, reason, and it's Jon's father knock on the old door wake him up. head to the head for my own a.m. constitutional. After a few dozen pages of "the goblet of fire" I come out of the "second office" with a new "pep" in my step.
Jon quickly relieves me of my pride, with a brusque "hey dude, niiiiiice bum"
Yeah I guess when I flipped over, I uncovered more than I covered. And it was all backyard as far as the eye could see... So that was the compliment that started my day......
Eh, tell me something I don't know.... Till later when I've had more coffee or something more interesting happen.
once loved,
B.
(p.s. spell checker wasnt working this morning)
posted by Brad O'Brien at 8:32 AM
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