"Whatcha doing?"
"Nuttin'."
"Hey, you're logged in to Yahoo under my name."
"It's probably cause you never log out. Oh, look, you have a couple of e-mails."
"What do they say?"
"Don't know. Don't care."
Cool Dad is summarily logged off of Yahoo by Hot Mom.
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I mention this little story to illustrate the pathetic nature of my life now. My life is so full of pathos that my wife will no longer snoop in my e-mail account. She doesn't check my phone records. She doesn't even get a bit upset when I go out to lunch with the hot chicks in my office. I used to think it was because we have such an open, strong relationship, but now I think its because she thinks I have no game.
"Sure, honey, go to lunch with the girls. I'll send breath mints."
What? Is she taunting me with her antagonism? I still have game. I got plenty of game.
My concern is that the game I've got now is Monopoly Junior. And I got stuck with the boot.
Just popping in to say I enjoy reading both of your entries when I remember to, you know, pop in and read. The facebook links help a lot.
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