I am not crazy.
Many Chicagoans say thay can make it through the summer without air conditioning. Call me spoiled, but we keep those little window units blowing constantly. I also overuse my car A/C. Hear me, all you window openers out there? I'm not ashamed to admit it. I am not an animal--I am a human being!!! On my day off, midmorning, I sat at my computer, mindlessly surfing the web. The A/C was off, for the first time in quite a long and hot Chicago summer. Marky was at work, so the TV was off, as well. I could hear the cicadas buzzing, I could hear the tap-tap-tap of my not-so-nimble fingers typing away. I heard something else. A rogue faucet? Maybe a glass had shifted in our dish drainer? Tinkle? The sound was coming from the bathroom. I gingerly walked to the door, grabbing my digital camera on the way. Being sure to shut off the flash so as not to provoke a negative response...
The photo is a little Sasquatch-esque. Believe it if you will. The resolution is a little fuzzy.
Little Roger indeed taught himself.
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