Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Keeping those lines of communication wide open (redux).

From my office voice mail, sometime Monday morning:

"Hey, Mom, it's me. Listen, I just wanted to let you know that the cat threw up on the rug in the living room. I can't clean it up right now, but I didn't want you to come home after work all excited and run over to the TV and--you know--step in it, or something.

It's shaped like a heart."

Just in case I don't recognize it. What with my excitement to get to the television, and all.

image, Matt Cox.

Originally posted March 25, 2008.

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