The dogs we’re currently watching are o.k. for dogs. They’re a bit needy and a bit barky for my taste. When the nightly bark fest woke me up last night (3:00 a.m.) I spent the next hour and half thinking about calculators. About how I used to know what all those buttons did. About how people probably use their cell phones or laptops instead of graphing calculators (which were TOTALLY cool!) About how much math has leaked out my ear in the last decade or so. About how I was thinking about calculators far too much in the middle of the night.
When the next bark fest woke me up at 5:00 a.m. I started thinking about things like how my iPod plays far too many annoying songs/pieces and how much responsibility I should take for it.
When the next bark fest woke me up at 6:00 a.m. I started thinking about the morality and cost of buying those dog collars that give an electric shock each time it hears a bark.
When the next bark fest woke me up at 7:00 a.m. I started thinking about dog-ka-bobs and the odds of a grizzy bear eating fucking dogs that won’t shut up.
When the next bark fest woke me up at 7:30 a.m. I yelled that I wished some dogs would shut up or they’d be in a kennel for the next three days. I took a shower and was unmoved by howling. Grrrr.
An Erinku:
like coupons
litter the desk
like snowflakes from
an office supply fairy
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