As I was washing dishes Junior came home from school carrying the mail down the drive.
He had a padded manilla envelope that I knew contained the scope.
Amazon.com is like that.
I told him, hand drying a huge red plate, that I was thinking about changing careers.
He said, really? Mostly because I think he thinks I have a pretty cool job.
He ripped open the package to find the scope.
I dried the matching red bowl waiting for a response.
Can we try it?
Sure.
We took turns.
When it was mine, I noticed the strangest thing.
I was in a beautiful, frolicking, steady rhythm, in sinus and in synch.
I checked it three times from three different angles.
Same result.
YES!!!!!
He never got the joke and that is very OK.
Off to Mad City in at oh-dark-thirty, regular heart beat and all.
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