Posted in Books & Stories, business, Electronics & Games

Karma

Is that what it is when we thank an object for opening when we’re in a hurry, let’s say, for our lives leaving the threat secured away… though it’s not really? We need to get away there’s that

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“thank you” we breathe as we slip through. “I needed someone just for the moment, thanks for standing by me. Is this karma, I need karma on my side…” You’ve got to admit something is felt, an emotional relief at some level before the bad guy finds another way in, or can we just move on to the next scene…

I was watching a favorite movie and the familiar scene happened, this time it struck me. In a panic, mind blown, nothing else by his side he thanked the electronic pass swipe that unlocked the gate and let him through and I thought of all the times I’ve spoken to inanimate things, to my laptop for instance, the device at the grocery store to pay as the prompts come up telling me not to remove my card because it’s processing. “I won’t, don’t worry.” 

“29.04 is this correct?”

I nod my head “yes it is” …and push ok.

“Please wait while your transaction is processed”

“ok” I say.

“Do not remove your card”

“I won’t (wouldn’t dream of it)” and the screen changes

“Do not remove card” flashes again

“No worries” I say.

Finishing beeps tell me it’s complete.

“Please remove card” 

“I will thank-you” I say.

And the cashier laughs at me or with me?

Hmmm…

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Posted in Books & Stories, coffee, Electronics & Games, Wee People

Didn’t Mean To Close Out Of Chrome

But I did and I didn’t mean to press s instead of d for didn’t, sidn’t – oh well caught it before it made press more or less.  The sun is going down but it’s not gone yet. The lights at the distant high school stadium are on as usual though no one’s there. They stand tall above the trees, no game tonight, summer school begins and ends by 4th of July, in the background my grandson talks to his iPad and the game he’s playing. We’ve discovered online games in multi-player you communicate with, and getting caught up sometimes you tell your character what to do or lament out loud when s/he doesn’t make it. No worse than talking to the game on TV. Don’t we all have advice for the professionals?

Soon enough we’ll relax and I will sink in. I could close my eyes now but there’s no reason for him to have to turn in too early because grandma has weird sleeping habits never knowing or planning when she’ll wake, wander to another room to stretch out, possibly decide to stay up for a minute and start a wash.

I love the peacefulness of the night, that special intimacy (is that redundant) none of which I haven’t said 100 times if not more since I began bloggery circa 2011. At the same time I anticipate early morning, that time day begins to wake to christen the latest coffee cup addition to my collection. It’s smaller than most I own, 11 ounces, but it is perfect for cappuccino. You can’t go wrong with cappuccino.

You already know that too.

Ciao.