My dear little Molly asked me if I was “Tweeting.”

“Ahhh, no. Not really,” I told her. “I’m still trying to get the hang if this Blogging thing…”

“You HAVE to Tweet, Uncle Buster,” she said.

“Why?” I grumbled.

I was busy working on a super-transmutation-space-warping cable when she was arguing her points, so I was not really paying attention to her. At the end of her rang I did catch that she had gone through the trouble to set up an account for me @Brightbuckle and that I should use it.

“Keep connecting with the world, Uncle Buster! It’ll be good for you!”

She reached the top of the stairs and yelled back down. “And… take a shower for gosh sake!”

Sniff

Really?

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