...and other risky behaviors

Yes, I'm outside. Yes, it's raining. And yes, my table just barely, barely lines up with the protective overhang.

Since 2004, those who know me have counted among my quirks the good responsible thorough excessive obsessive care I take of my little white computers. The first one (Q.E.P.D.) was so pristine and delicate. It hadn't downloaded any songs with "explicit" lyrics or ever seen any pornographic erotic imagery. Maybe that was the problem...

This one has lived a little, and (knocking much wood) seems to be of hearty peasant stock. There's a slightly disturbing scratch on the "s" key and a nail polish streak in Vamp knock-off on the bottom left side of the frame and I haven't given it the Q-tip cleaning for about 2 weeks. But I'm not worried about it ... not too much anyway. I know it's well cared-for and perhaps my more relaxed attitude has done me some good as well. There are even other areas where I've relaxed enough to take other ridiculous little risks...Such as?

Employing skimming skipping and scanning strategies in order to get to end of an epic reading assignment or - Just. Not. Finished.

Talking to strangers...in mass.