In the 70s, I aspired to own a cool pad. I was enthralled with Mary Richard's cute place on "The Mary Tyler Moore Show" It was small but charming.
Did you know if you use your laptop as your primary computer, you need a cool pad? I did not. I had a flashback to the 70s when "cool pad" had a completely different meaning. Computer guy did not understand my hysterical giggles.
So now I own a cool pad. It's just not the one I had in mind.
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1 comment:
You always had a cool pad! One of my favorites was the cute little townhouse you had on 10th Street.
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