Last night I moved the coffee maker into my bedroom. Is that crazy? It was an experiment and I like it so far. This morning I woke up, reached over and turned on the coffee maker. Then I dialed into the 7am morning phone conference call while sitting in bed, drinking coffee, with a hot pot in easy reach for refills. I pretended to listen while I surfed the news sites via the iBook. With a little planning, you really don't need that robot butler.
Also, from now on, I'm asking my friends and family to only contact me via super vague postings like this one on Craiglist.org's Chicago’s Missed Connections. Phone calls, emails, instant messaging are way too direct and easy for a complicated relationship such as ours...previous next