Friday, September 28, 2012
A Classic visit
Edit: I decided to give it to him now, so he can make better use of it for school, as opposed to waiting for December when the year is half over.
Explaining it all to Patrick. He had a baseball game soon after this, in case you were wondering.
Off to the races. When not typing school papers or his upcoming novel about the zombie apocalypse (where Mad Cow disease turns into Mad Human disease...), he generally just writes about how great he is, or curse words. Lots of curse words...
I'm pretty sure I am going to have to have a chat with him about proper carriage return techniques.
Surveying his literary masterpiece.
Displaying my typing prowess for all eyes to see.
Adele joins our mini type-in.
I don't know how she types at all with those damned fingernails...
"They look like students in a classroom!"-- Ma (my mother).
My parent's Basset, Fred, giving the Classic 12 a go.
And here she is (yes, Fred is a female) chasing the treat Ma placed on the top of the typewriter, after she knocked it into the type basket with her over-eager nose.