T0p D0g Reloaded

Or super computer mum. Or super computer literate mum. You get the picture

So, I send my mum and my bro the following http://vimeo.com/5985294, subject line “Special dedication to Mutti”.

In like thirty minutes I get back her reply.

“It’s indeed a match. I have clicked the link you sent and I cannot see anything, looks like I need to do something else too, I have clicked <<see>> and the Internet has sent me some message (note: she doesn’t speak English) Can I still watch the movie? How? I have been able to see a picture with the computer savvy mum and a man, I assume the clumsy husband. Awaiting for more clues!”

So I send her the further indications. (LATER EDIT: like press triangle looking like a tape recorder play button.)

And she later replies: “Victory ! I have managed to watch! Pretty cool. Exactly like us. It’s a good match. Except for me, of course!”

How could I not love her?

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I now posses an Apple wireless keyboard, on top of every other wireless device to be found here and there in my appartment. Because of accounting reasons, my mom is updated on this. So I have received the following email from her: “And how is this keyboard? Can  it do things on its own?”.

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If you know me even very remotely, then you must know by now I don’t cook. Furthermore, cooking is so big, such a big deal, than most probably when I am cooking I will be referring to it as “making food”.So today I have cooked. That would be French potatoes - no, not to be mistaken for French fries. And what, may I ask, were the reactions I got?!?My mom asked me “Are you short for cash?”, my boyfriend said “Are you going to die after you eat them potatoes” (he is the wonder cook between the two of us, but the potatoes have been lying around for a very long while), and my best friend said “…but I don’t like French potatoes” and that was as he was confessing he’d like to eat something and I invited him over.Oh, well.For the record, I like French potatoes, they are part of the nice memories. Dating back to dark communist times, I remember getting home from school and getting notes from my parents: ” There’s a pot, stick it in the oven, leave it for 20 minutes and eat”. And let me tell you, that sour cream was hard to come by during those times!So guess what am I having as we speak?

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It’s true that I have started with “Hi, how are you?”. But don’t, for a moment, be fooled into thinking more than a “Fine, thank you” is needed. Because it is really not. Not when I have pressing deadlines and when I need precious information from you. I know you too well, and you me. So I have let you know. Once more.

It’s amazing how many Romanians feel the need to go into details, when in fact, it’s not the case at all.

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So I have complained sort of and my mum has replied in, what I call, cabbage style. For an exact picture go to a second hand fair. Yeap, that it. The apotheosis like conclusion was the joke below.

Now they’re changin the name of the White House. Into Black Barracks.

Anything to make me smile goes. Thanks, mum.

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The English lessons carry on, and my mum is unhappy because the new method is not structured as she expected and there’s practically no grammar lesson. You know, like in the good old days. Especially she is unhappy because she cannot grasp the this that these those thingy. So I have served her a bit of her own medicine, motivational and all, a sort of “what’s the big deal, Mrs. Engineer, what’s the big philosophy?!”. On which occasion I have remembered Mrs. Maris, my fifth grade crush, the English teacher. In brief, she taught us that this is one, more over here, while that is one, more over there. For more, these are here and those are there. As simple as that. And so I remember to this very day. I also remember writing my first postcard for Mrs. Maris, on her birthday, stating “Happy New Year!”, because I again was in the fifth grade, a very early beginner in English, and that’s what we, me and my mum, had found in the Romanian-English dictionary. What days!

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“There is no ist’s in English!”

“Ist?”

“Is.”

“Ist.”

“Is.”

“Ist.”

“Is. Is. Is!”

OK, she didn’t get me in part because we were over the phone. But bottom line is my mum has started studying English. The conversation above - and you can guess who is who - was followed by the “I, you, he/she, we, you, they” conversation. They, that is z with the tip of your toungue against the upper teeth. And so on. I am smiling. I have to look for the posts about my mum learning Windows, and our typical conversation generated by the old printer.

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You know your mum is not out, when she introduces your boyfriend as “a friend of my son’s”.

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Now, of that I can drink a bottle! What am I saying? I have been drinking a bottle of that! Cheers!

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Because they feed your friends. They proofread your books. They want you home for Christmas, even when you plan differently. And the list goes on.

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