ALL BY MYSELF

Well , I’m single again.

I suppose Technogeek might object to that designation, since
he’s only gone on a business trip for a few days.  But consider the conversation we had before
he left.

TR: Listen, don’t blow a bunch of money in those Austin
strip clubs.

Technogeek:  Don’t be
silly.  I wouldn’t do that.

TR:  Good.

Technogeek:  I’ll
expense it.

TR: Ah, I see.

Technogeek: (slaps forehead) Oh wait, in that business
ethics seminar they made me take…

TR: You mean “How to Not Get Caught?”

Technogeek: Yes, that one. 
They said we couldn’t put those, um, charges, on the expense account.

TR:  Dang.

Technogeek:  No
kidding.  So, I’ll just stuff singles in
their g-strings.

TR: Ok, but no tens.

Technogeek:  Of course
not.

So there you have it. 
I’m a single parent.  Until
Wednesday night.  My first order of
business today: stay home with a sick child. 
Some things don’t change.

UPDATE

Dear Concerned Public,

Thank
you for all the calls, emails, and telegrams expressing your worries
for my well-being in my dear husband’s absence.  Let me assure you
that, through the miracles of modern technology known as cell phones
and instant messaging, I have communicated with Technogeek more today
than I would have were he here in the house.  And if he was in a
strip club at the time, he hid it well.