Marriage takes a lot of work….
I’m like a spam-filter….. my brain seems to (analyze, analyze, filter, analyze, analyze, filter, filter, hungry, analyze, filter, “how you doing”, analyze) all with saying very little, only as deemed needed….
Kem’s like a Pop-up window.. her brain seems to (alert! Task reminder! Edit! Don’t like! Alert! Now! (People magazine) Task Reminder Again! (look a bird)) all while communicating as she thinks.
When the spam filter blocks the pop-up message- that bad. When the spam filter “allows” the pop-up- that good. Working for a technology company and more experience with age should hopefully help me dial-in this program in the future.
If you spouse/significant other was a piece of software, what would he/she be?
3 comments:
Uh, Mark. You just called me spam. That's like the ultimate put down, dude. Pop-up window isn't a put down in the right context...but spam always is. You better edit that post before I, uh, open a can of spam... :)
That's hilarious.
I'm totally like you.
10 words per thousand thoughts. The SPAM is filtered out, only the prime rib makes it to the table.
I've been following Kem's blog for a few years. It's good to see her better half (Ha!_) has vast wisdom as well.
I'm pretty sure my husband is a video game of some sort. I'm still searching for the secret rulebook. In the meantime, just pushing buttons is kind of fun! oh, and welcome to the blog world. I added a link to yours on the drama team blog. Hope that's cool with you.
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