Merle

This is a little bit of a housekeeping post. Christian came up from Tempe a couple of days ago to visit us for the week around the Fourth of July holiday. He bought a really nice Lenovo laptop computer with a 17″ screen with some of the grant money they gave him to attend Arizona State. The computer was great with a super fast processor and a great GPU, but it did not fit into his backpack very well and the trackpad was not really a great one. My computer on the hand had a 14″ screen which is not so great for my old eyes and a much less powerful GPU. Because I only use the laptop infrequently as a laptop–I use it more as a desktop with a separate mouse connected to it via a docking station–we decided to switch. Both of us think we got the better deal. I think that is the way it is supposed to be.

We took Christian to the train station this morning to run up to Seattle to hang out with his sister for some kind of shindig or something. He left just in time to miss a visit from our favorite government school teacher, Trisha. It is a good thing. Some might believe that it is a good thing because we have very little room in our studio apartment, but the real reason it is a good thing is that he will not be here for the bad influence of Lorena’s notorious father, Merle. You would think that the combination of the stellar Trisha and her (very) saintly mother Carolyn would offset the influence of just one guy, but you would only think that if you had never met Merle. I think it was his dear Mother (also very saintly and still driving at age 95) who said that the highest level he might ever aspire to attain would be couth and if he did ever get there, it would be just barely. Pictures to follow. If I can bear it.

Betty Blonde #361 – 12/03/2009

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