“Hip computer mom”.
I can’t believe I even fathomed that.
After writing that blog [the one that immediately preceded this one],
it haunted me.
Kids are scary enough without factoring in
they would TOTALLY ruin my high octane internet lifestyle.
They can’t read rendering my refined Google Reader useless.
They don’t understand acronyms let alone words.
It’s not like they have the motor skills to left click on my lap top or the brains to even figure it out so it’s not like I can have them downloading MP3s while I run to the liquor store.
And what would they blog about ?
I mean, I know I blog about some pretty worthless trash but at least I know more about life than eating, shitting & sleeping.
140 characters ?
Please they don’t even know the basic 24 us intellectuals like to call the alphaMUH’FUCKINbet.
And it’s just too much work to teach them all the interfaces before they can even understand complete sentences
soooo there goes my grand scheme to birth an army of prodigy ghost writers to help me take over the universe via internets.







Um, isn’t it the basic 26 you intellectuals like to call the alphaMUH’FUCKINbet, or has your intellect evolved to the point where you no longer need 2 of them?
Not my intellect, just my irony.
Nicely played.