Whistler originally had an entrance post about Thanksgiving and looking after Mother rather than going to Akron, but LJ ate the damn thing. This is the second time it's happened today, so you have been warned
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Whistler turns in Suzi's direction and grins. "Pretty good, pretty good," he says. "The things they're getting up to with component miniaturization these days are amazing. It's gonna take me a week to get the hang of this. How about you?"
"I'm not cackling about the G.H.M." Mother flings back. Although he may do that in a moment. "Can't I throw people off the scent and cackle for no reason at all?"
"That is one small... whatever it is." Of course, when Whistler's poking at something, it rather limits the possibilities. But Carl's not the best at figuring out what something is, when it's already reduced to its component parts.
"Microcassette recorder. Some new brand out of Japan. I thought I should get ahead of the curve now." Whistler sets his screwdriver aside. "How's it going?"
"Not bad. My parents want to know if I'll be around for Thanksgiving." He hasn't decided yet. It's a weird holiday to spend alone, but on the other hand... it's his parents. Christmas is usually enough to last them all.
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At worst it's a headache, but there is the sound of the pudgy geek cackling as he makes a line for the garage.
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...we know this answer.
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Of course, when Whistler's poking at something, it rather limits the possibilities. But Carl's not the best at figuring out what something is, when it's already reduced to its component parts.
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He hasn't decided yet. It's a weird holiday to spend alone, but on the other hand... it's his parents. Christmas is usually enough to last them all.
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