October 26th: An Actual Tragedy

There comes a moment in every child's life when they surpass their parents knowledge in something, most commonly technology.

My mother types with two fingers. I type with ten.

Regardless, a great tragedy has struck on the back of an dark epiphany - my mother knows how to work blogspot better than I do.

How do I make the thing appear so people can follow? How do I see that without making everything hop to the left?

This is a tragedy more profound than anything found in Ancient Greece. The Pupil surpassed the Teacher only to become the Pupil again.

I don't think my pride will recover from this one, not after the merciless teasing I throw at her.

Well shit.