Laughing All The Way

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

The Final Frontier

Gramcrackers read the blog. She and I were on an adventure in the city, taking care of some moving type things and we ended up at a place where they had the Internet. I thought I would jump on and check out what you people were doing (really I just checked for comments on my blog). My grams read over my should and snorted in the appropriate places.

One of my favorite things is to tell my grams I am going to google something. She loves repeating the word google. She knows what google is (mostly because they were all over the news when they went public) but doesn’t really understand the idea of google. She has a fear that if she logged into a computer she would bring down the power grid for the whole eastern seaboard.

So, back to reading over my shoulder. I finished and shut down, she made me re-open (“Go back, go back!”) and scroll (“Make it move up and down”) so she could read the comments. After which she turned to me and said: “Wow, that guy really has no idea. You might sacrifice your partner for something you wanted but you would never sacrifice for your partner.”(Um, thanks???)

I got an email response to my last post, I thought I would share it.

Seriously, I sat there for like a minute and then figured out that he, yes he, was referring to the title of my post. He’s not a pussy, he eats it.

This email comment came from my BROTHER-IN-LAW. Say it with me, Eeww.
By the way, I totally am in love with a blogger, I think I told her several times in the past five hours that I wanted to make out with her. If I didn’t know better I would think that I am at least curious (You know what they say: “Gay, bi- or just curious”). But I know better (do I ever) and it turns out I AM what I suck.