Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: Google Talk

I am the Mum.
If life was a circus, I would be the plate-juggling lady with monkeys on her shoulders who stands on one leg on a horse's back as it canters around the ring.

I am the Writer.
I use too many commas, dashes and dot-dot-dots, and I often start sentences with conjunctions because I like my blog to look the way it sounds in my mind.

I am the Hero.
Life is a bit like a superhero action comic, except that the superheroes are tiny children dressed in super-suits who possess no actual powers, while I just get them food, break up fights and clean their super-suits.

04 May 2008

Google Talk - it's the new ... TALK

At the end of a long day, Hubs is often found working on his computer downstairs. I am often found wasting time on my computer upstairs. And we're not shouters.

Therefore, rather than shout to each other, much less WALK down/upstairs if we have something to say, we tend to converse via Google Talk. This suits us. Some of our best conversations are via Google Talk while we sit at different desks, 15 metres apart.

Like this one tonight while I was comfy in the recliner wasting time with my laptop:

Me: Did you want a cup of tea?

Hubs: Yeah that'd be awesome thanks!

Me: No, I meant will you be coming up to make yourself one because I need the TV remote and I can't reach it.

See? Speech is redundant.

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Nauntie Lush said...: Hubby can't understand why I want a Blackberry. It is so I can surf the net while he does, and then send him messages to get me things from the fridge. Boys are so dense.

(That and I can't live without blogging while we are away on business. W/a Blackberry I can blog everywhere!!); 05 May, 2008 07:40

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04 May 2008

Google Talk - it's the new ... TALK

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