At the dinner table:<\/p>\n
Diane : ” Matt…..whatz up?”<\/p>\n
Matt, after a pregnant pause, “Don’t ever do that again.”<\/p>\n
After I changed the battery in my remote starter (the key ring end of things)at about 10:30 last night, just as I was falling in Neverland, Matt walks into the bedroom and announces that my truck has just started itself. I muttered, “My keys are on my desk, press both buttons at the same time and it will shut off.”<\/p>\n
On our way home from the supermarket today, I said to Matt. “Wait a minute, you were downstairs and the truck starts up, and you didn’t simply turn it off without bothering me?”<\/p>\n
“Lets see if you can figure it out. It’s late, it’s cold and dark out, and all of a sudden I hear the truck turn on, and you’re asking me why I didn’t go outside to see what was up?”<\/p>\n
My reliable remote starter had never exhibited signs of consciousness before, but after it started itself at 10:30, Diane woke me at about 2 AM to say that she heard the truck start up. This time I was so thoroughly ensconced in Neverland that I couldn’t rouse the brain cells to do more than stumble downstairs, turn the truck off from my remote, and then remove the remote’s battery. I’m pretty sure it didn’t start itself after that. At the dinner table: Diane : ” Matt…..whatz up?” Matt, after a pregnant pause, “Don’t ever do that again.” After I changed the battery in my remote starter (the key ring end of things)at about 10:30 last night, just as … Continue reading
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