I'm awake, checking my email and reading some of the articles on C|NET and IGN. Madden '09 looks pretty cool, and apparently there's an Internet security application being offered for free by ZoneAlarm for today only. The ZoneAlarm product has an ad attached to it that looks oddly familiar. Suddenly, I realize that I'm freakishly hungry, and so I close Safari and head downstairs to get some Cookie Crisp.
Unbeknownst to me, there was about to be a convergence of three unrelated events: My dad was heading up to the family computer, I was heading down to the kitchen, and some guy was coming up to our front door. My dad and I reached the foot of the stairs at the same time random guy got to the door.
Coincidence? My dad thinks not! As the dogs bark like idiots, my dad stands in my way, stares at me, and throws, "Expecting somebody?" at me.
What I should have said as I walked into the kitchen: "Yeah. Could you check and see if that's my meth and porn shipment?"
What I actually said as I walked into the kitchen: "No."
I poured myself a bowl of Cookie Crisp, and got myself a spoon. When my dad gets back downstairs, I ask him, "How would I have known that anybody was at the door?" He responds with, "I don't know. Called?" "Nope. I just came down to get some cereal."
Just four more days, just four more days, just four more days...
Tuesday, August 12
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