These last two mornings my routine has been severely sidetracked because the paper didn't make it here what with the snow and all. Reading the paper online is less than satisfying. I have to click the mouse, log in to my premium account so I can read everything, and click the mouse forever more being careful to keep biscotti crumbs and tea off the keyboard. And it's not organized the same as the printed form. I miss turning the page with my left hand taking the opportunity to slurp my tea from the cup in my right, all the while biscotti bits scattering all over the place. Even in it's shrunken state I hope the Review sticks around in printed form.
Try Not to Sing Along
2 months ago
2 comments:
Hank, Hank, Hank.
You *obviously* really do need to go on a vacation. I mean, come-on. How long did it take you to make that cool "fake" newspaper?
Of course, I may be putting my foot in my mouth after I open tomorrows paper (which may or may not arrive) and see that headline.
I'm with ya Hank. Gotta have my newsprint.
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