Ah, I remember when…. she would sit at her PC reading the op-eds while I sat at mine with the funnies. We would occasionally take a moment to email each other, or to play networked Scrabble. I miss those days.
In the real world, she’d be reading her Emily Dickinson and he’d be reading his Robert Frost. And they’d note their place with bookmarkers that measure what they’d lost.
Gent over 4 years ago
Replace the newspapers with phones and you get the current picture.
Pharmakeus Ubik over 4 years ago
Every Tuesday.
wrd2255 over 4 years ago
It’s the single couple paradox. Deep, man!
Packratjohn Premium Member over 4 years ago
Ah, I remember when…. she would sit at her PC reading the op-eds while I sat at mine with the funnies. We would occasionally take a moment to email each other, or to play networked Scrabble. I miss those days.
fritzoid Premium Member over 4 years ago
In the real world, she’d be reading her Emily Dickinson and he’d be reading his Robert Frost. And they’d note their place with bookmarkers that measure what they’d lost.