one a priori belief I held in advance of the whole working from home experiment is that daytime television pretty much sucks (I'm not really watching, but like a left-at-home pet, the set provides decent company (I'm the pet in the previous example, by the way)). and that theory is rapidly gelling, gaining weight.so it's more than a pleasant surprise when one of the HBO channels broadcasts Duck Soup with a 9:40 a.m. start time.
"all I can promise is a Rufus over your head" - Rufus T. Firefly.
almost too much of a distraction even though I've seen it many, many times before.
"I can see you in the kitchen bending over a hot stove. but I can't see the stove" - Rufus T. Firefly
also, if there's any possible way that you've made it this far in life without reading my Breeders piece (spread like margarine, it is), you've got two more chances this week - once in Seattle Weekly and once in Denver's Westword.
"I'm going back to clean the crackers out of my bed. I'm expecting company" - Rufus T. Firefly
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