Creation

Ok, So it was March 22nd bout 2am and I'm starting to create my blog.

I'm right in the middle of just starting it and Lisa gets up ta pee.

Me: ::Oh no, here we go.::


Lisa: What are you doin?


Me: Nothin just ::loudly:: reading ::softly:: and creating ::loud again:: blogs.

Lisa: Stssssk, Whos? IANO's?

Me: Yep

Lisa: ::into bathroom, pees, flushes, goes into kitchen, gets glass of

water (bout 1-1.5 blatters worth) and goes back to bed::

Now I'm thinking, Wow, she was about 18 shy of the "Lets play 20 questions
game." So I'm perusing around the blog set-up for about 15 minutes, and
she walks by again (I'm thinking 'ah, here she comes with the 18) , nope.
Nothin, into the kitchen drinks about another 1-1.5's worth, into the bathroom
and back to bed. Now this goes on every 10-15 minutes till 3am. So just I
go to bed thinking she's just waiting for me. She wasn't, Out like a light.
So now this week-end I was about to go public with my blog. And that's when
I realized that she's evolved, storeing the questions for the
"Let's Play Ultimate 40 Plus."

Lisa: What are you doing?

Me: Nothin just ::loudly:: reading ::softly:: and posting ::loud again:: blogs.

Lisa ::skips the bathroom and B-lines it for a peek over my shoulder::

I think she was expecting to catch me in an on-line chat room with
someone or something, Because she never hears me typing on the
computer.

Lisa: Who's Spud?


Me: Me, remember Hoagy use to call me Spud? (Oh No!!
she's asking the questions right now, I hate this game.)

Lisa: Stssss, oh ya. What? You got a blog now?

Me: Ya.

Lisa :What the hell is a blog anyway? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? .....................

I'm not gonna keep carring on with the dialog.
But we had alot of fun for the next few hours.
And she got a big kick out of a lot of you.