
I'm in a jamb. Welp, at least sitting in one. I’m stationed at Caleb’s door. Mike is working late, so I’m filling his post as the bedtime gestapo.
Usually Michael spends his shift playing Yahtzee, Sudoku or SomeothergamethatIstinkat on his phone. My cranium is not wired to take risks or for puzzles. I’m
My phone doesn’t have games on it. Heck, my phone doesn’t stay on half of the time. It’s pretty crumby.
Anywhoo, if I had Mike’s phone right now I’d be playing me some Lemmings. Lemmings is more my pace:
[“Let’s Go!” and pause. Check out the course and start planning before going forward. ]
I rock-Shari Lewis’-sock-puppets-off at Lemmings! I beat Mike’s scores and complete levels left undone.
Life, in general, is not like Lemmings though. I mean, some instances are, but that is more of the exception not the rule. It’s a pretty rare instance in life to have a PAUSE button option.
Therefore, I’m glad I have a Sudoku ninja in my corner...
or son’s door jamb for that matter.



