keaton is on the left coast gettin' all smarted up once again.
she enjoys it and that makes me happy.
but happiness can be fleeting at best.
exhibit a: the phone call this morning.
keaton: yeah, so i had fun last night with some of the gang.
me: sounds like things are going well for ya. that makes me hap—
fllaaa ... ooossshhh!
me: what the hell was that? it sounded like a toilet. are you on the toilet?
keaton: i'm multitasking.
me: what? talking to me and taking a dump at the same time?
keaton: well, that's not exactly how i'd put it.
me: there's no other way! some things are not multitask worthy, a bowel movement being one of the top three.
keaton: what are ya talking about, you do the tv guide crossword while you're on the toilet. that's multitasking.
me: yeah, i guess, but i don't know. it's not the same thing. it doesn't draw in other people. there've gotta be some rules. this is a clear breach of the code of multitask conduct.
keaton: breach, shmeach! i consider it a matter of a person's right to choose. i mean, the next thing i know, you'll take away my rights to an abortion.
me: i don't think anytime soon but i see where your goin' with all this. anyway, i don't know, somethings stinks about the whole thing.
keaton: you're tellin' me. that's why i flushed.
then i thought, i'm not so sure about this smartin' her up stuff. her arguments, while technically sound, seem to be void of any common decency.
and talk about happiness being fleeting.
this time it didn't even get past the first syllable.