WE DON’T ALWAYS COMPUTE

It’s a cold February Sunday morning, and I’m in my recliner, with a cup of coffee, reading the newspapers, about baseball coming in March and April. This is a wonderful moment to be savored and I like to linger in it.

TLW (The Little Woman) the mastermind of the whole operation here at home is busily at the computer, computing.

I start the first sentence of the first paragraph when:

“Joe, can you come over here a moment and help me?”

“Yes dear.” (My usual feckless response.) I arise and walk over into the kitchen where she is computing.

“How do I get to click on the light tower they mention? I can’t get it.”

I search the page and we decide that she needs to fill out the first page first.

I go back to my newspaper. I start the first sentence of the first paragraph when:

“Joe, it won’t let me click on this box. Could you come over here and help me?”

“Yes dear.” (My usual feckless response.) I arise and walk over into the kitchen where she is computing. I double click on the box and it does what I want it to do.

“GO AWAY!”

I go back to my newspaper. I start the first sentence of the first paragraph when:

“Joe, how do I save this again?”

“Yes dear.” (My usual feckless response.) I arise and walk over into the kitchen where she is computing.

“Did you hit ‘Command save’?”

“Is that ‘Apple s?”

“Yes dear.”

I go back to my newspaper. I start the first sentence of the first paragraph when:

‘Dingle’

The stupid dog needs to go outside, and is ringing the bell to alert the household, that someone needs to be disturbed (guess who) to let her out and do her business.

I go back to my newspaper. I start the first sentence of the first paragraph when:

“Arf!” “Yes dear.” (My usual feckless response.) I arise and walk over into the den door where the stupid dog is waiting for me to open up.

I let her in and I go back to my newspaper. I start the first sentence of the first paragraph when:

“Arf”

“Yes dear.” (My usual feckless response.) I get up, get the stupid dog a treat, drop it at her paws and run to the bathroom, to read the first sentence of the first paragraph.

If anyone needs information on the first sentence of the first paragraph, I know it by heart.