I'm on the phone with Pounder and we're discussing printers.
Out kitchen faucet is leaking. I keep jiggling it and turning it off and on to make it stop dripping. Finally, it's almost turned off and I give up.
I sit down to dinner and then realized I forgot to call John Batten. I have this big phone and call. Libby tries to call too. Then we pretend we're blind and feel each other's faces. We're laughing our heads off.
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