Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Is it time, or am I just imagining it?

He was running his hand through his thinning hair when he first noticed the small bump on his head, but he didn't pay much attention at the time, he was too interested in the hockey game on television.
(Ok, this is a short story, and it's not autobiographical, it's just about a guy with thinning hair, and it's just a coincidence that I have thinning hair, and I don't have a small bump on my head either, at least not that I've noticed, and, yes, the hockey game is on television, but I'm paying more attention to this than I am to the hockey game.
So, like I said this is a short story, but it's not about me.)

He sneezed.
(I sneezed too!)
And then he started typing frantically on his computer keyboard.
(Ok, now, this is getting spooky, cause, yeah, I'm frantically typing on my computer keyboard too, but ha, my keyboard is illuminated.)
He finished his thought, and sat back and admired his new illuminated keyboard.
(Yeah, but mine is red.)
His red illuminated keyboard.
(Isn't this fun. I mean, I could do this all night ... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz)
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
(Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.)

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