external monologue

zachary and the laptop

this is zachary cross, son of jeffrey cross, my boss at coptix. since our offices are located in the two upstairs apartments of jeffrey's house, we often end up crossing paths with his family coming in the back door. lately zachary has taken to unlocking and opening the door for me when i arrive in the morning. yesterday i was carrying my digital camera, which fascinated him, so i snapped a quick picture. i think this is his best attempt at a canned camera-smile.

zachary and teddy (jeff's other son) will occasionally wander up into the office area, which usually makes for comical conversations. this morning i was walking around with the empty box that my old laptop had been mailed in:

Zachary: "That's a big box!"
Andy: "Yes, it sure is."
Z: "What is it?"
A: "It's a laptop box."
Z: "How do you make a laptop?"
A: "Um, I don't really know Zachary."
Z: "Well, you don't need a box!"
A: "Hmm, that's very true..."

other bits:
Opus will be here sunday, although, i've been rereading my old bloom county collections and they're so funny, and timely to the period they were written in, i'm wondering if breathed should just leave well enough alone. and 21 Grams looks really good...