Wednesday, June 04, 2008

I hate this laptop keyboard. It's a pain in my ass.

Here I sit, on Justin's work laptop, at my parent's home in Utah County, stealing internet on someone's unsecured wireless. I don't even know whose internet it is. They've named their wireless, "Linksys". Is it fair game? Meh. I'm evil.

I asked my mom what I should write about this morning and she replied that I should write about pancakes. I figure I could ask her several questions on the subject.

Becky: Where's my colon? (I'm searching for punctuation on the laptop keyboard.)
Becky's Mom: Your colon! Heh.

Becky: What do you think about pancakes Mom?
Becky's Mom: I like homemade ones, not the ones out of packages that bounce like rubber balls.

Becky: So you dislike balls?
Becky's Mom: Depends on the balls.

Becky: I see. You're a ball discriminator?
Becky Mom: I could say something but it might not be nice.

Becky: I ain't writing what you were going to say...
Becky Mom: It's just as well.

Becky: So, pancakes. How do you make pancakes?
Becky's Mom: You put in flour, sugar, baking soda, baking powder, mix with mixer, then eggs, buttermilk, oil and vanilla. Mix well. (Ma B's Pancake Recipe)

Becky: What, no love?
Becky's Mom: There's love, but there is also a little bit of spit.

Becky: So you like bodily fluids?
Becky's Mom: Mmmm good.

Becky: Is there any thoughts that you'd like to leave my readers and other hangers on with?
Becky's Mom: My pancakes have made you what you are today, my darling daughter! (I wonder if that's why you're absent minded?)

Becky: I thought it was the bodily fluids.

Genetics. Ahh, genetics.


  1. So we know where you get it. Figures.

    Apple never falls far from the tree.

  2. Uuggh....I'm a huge germaphobe.

    I won't be eating at your Mom's anytime soon

  3. That d@#* laptop keyboard is why I carry an extra keyboard in the RV when we travel, so I can plug it in & not have to type on the built in one. And "Linksys" is probably the brand name of the WiFi router owned by whomever you are connecting to.

    As to pancakes, I don't know much. I am just an eater. My cooking abilities are pretty much limited to Nally's canned chili and Papa Murphy's pizza.


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