My name is Bull… Mad Bull.
Heres something interesting… My father’s modem died, so I got him a U.S. Robotics 56K Internal Fax Modem during the week and I went up there to install it this afternoon. Now over the Christmas, I had taken MB. Jr. up there to visit with his grandparents and had given him my watch (a Casio G-Shock, reputedly the toughest little watch in the world) to play with while I was reading the Gleaner. I had never seen that watch again, until today. As I moved the computer into a position where I could remove the case, I glimpsed a watch (not mine) sitting behind the computer. It fell off of the computer desk so I went down on my hands and knees to get it. When I found the watch, it had fallen right beside my watch! Isn’t that wonderful! It gets better! The watch which fell beside my watch was my mother’s. She had lost her watch about two weeks ago and couldn’t find it. The thing is, she never goes near the computer. You know what I’m wondering. I wonder if MB. Jr. put both watches there. He is always messing around near the computer, and he did lose my watch. Its possible that he took up my mother’s watch and stashed the loot in his “usual hiding place”. Methinks the mystery of the lost watches is solved. Sherlock Holmes has nothing on me, I tell you…
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I guess that you will now be able to tell the time again eh?
Yup!
i love those kooky ‘coincedences’. and finding stuff. finding stuff rocks.
Does this mean that everytime you lose something MB Jr. will get the bad rap? Just make sure he’s not the scapegoat all the time
actually, in children that age and thereabouts, ’scapegoat’ is less an apt description than ‘likely culprit’. my son, especially when he’s forbidden to touch something, will inevitably do so. and, oh, i do miss my 16MB digicam memory card. figures it would be that one in the side pocket of the camera instead of the smaller, 8MB one. *sigh* it’s too small. i’ll never see it again.