For those dear readers who saw a message implying this page does not exist, I prevail upon your patience. I have been watching a cat, which makes me crazy --and prone to error. I asked Tux if he knew how a box worked. He said "yeah?" --have you ever noticed how everything a cat says to a human sounds like a question?
I replied, "Ok, see if you can close this box."
He surveyed the problem and said,"yeah?"
Tux studied it from all angles and tested its flexible features. I asked, "Are your researches yielding data?"
He said,"Yeah?"
Then he attacked the boxtop with his mighty jaws...
...and finally collapsed in frustration.
Poor Tux poured his fluid self out of the box and gave me that I-know-what-you-did-here stare --not an interrogative.
"This heinous thing has no business in my life. Please take it away, okay?!"
I replied, "Of course, Tux. I didn't mean to unsettle you. Just remember I was educated by people who took unkindly to my questions in response to their questions."
Tux scrambled into taller grass to ask another cat-question: "Shall we explore a wider world?"
I replied, "Ya think?"
I have never thought myself feeble-minded more than 5 to 10 times a day until recently. This scholarly essay is intended modify that estimate.
You may notice the clip above, in technical terminology, does not "go". I set out to demonstrate a marvel of modern handheld electronics by making the little clip to show what a wondrous circuitry we inhabit. All I found was YouTube no longer supported my modest home-page and was catering to commercials in the middles of other clips. Well, with one thing and another being both and back again, I decided this was awkward --especially when I couldn't figure it out after several week's inattention.
To improve matters, I accidentally pressed "publish" instead of "save to draft". I hope to correct that slight error forthwith. I shall now investigate another "camera app". Does anybody know what "camera app" means? I sure don't. Is anybody working on this? Here goes:
I hope I have not confused anyone, or myself, beyond limits of correction. I was simply entranced by this gift --from Chicago Daughter-- of a handheld fart machine; I once had a little pet dog who fit that description. I also appreciate the excellent reports, dispositions and suggestions of commenters who suffered through earlier tests of this post. Happy New Year All.
