To my dismay, Carolyn has discovered the internet; more precisely, she found youtube.com. She's used the net to check weather and read the paper for years, but nothing more than that. Doesn't sound too bad from where you're located, does it? She likes country music. After all these years of trying to bring her up the right way—the rock-and-roll way—she turns out to be countrified. Forty-three and one-half years of tie-dyed, long haired, pot smoking, rock concert marriage, and she goes over to the dark side of the force. The tough part is that her computer is in the same room as mine. I seldom turn my speakers on, but now I have to listen to nose twanging, redneck, cry-in-your-beer-or-you-ain't-a-true-southerner, skin crawling, hair falling, nose picking, butt scratching caterwauling. No wonder I'm ill tempered these days. I now have to grab the laptop and head to the crapper for some quality time. Phooey!!!
Monday, January 14, 2008
To my dismay, Carolyn has discovered the internet; more precisely, she found youtube.com. She's used the net to check weather and read the paper for years, but nothing more than that. Doesn't sound too bad from where you're located, does it? She likes country music. After all these years of trying to bring her up the right way—the rock-and-roll way—she turns out to be countrified. Forty-three and one-half years of tie-dyed, long haired, pot smoking, rock concert marriage, and she goes over to the dark side of the force. The tough part is that her computer is in the same room as mine. I seldom turn my speakers on, but now I have to listen to nose twanging, redneck, cry-in-your-beer-or-you-ain't-a-true-southerner, skin crawling, hair falling, nose picking, butt scratching caterwauling. No wonder I'm ill tempered these days. I now have to grab the laptop and head to the crapper for some quality time. Phooey!!!
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