Five Minutes

Every day.

You are curved at the computer, browsing the keys with ease - or, like me, poking each stroke with the speed of a. .. umm ... Well, it did rhyme!

Every day.

Are you fascinated for hours by the wonders of Internet business - you market, you negotiate, you design, it is believed, is the search, chat ... very ...

Every day.

Fascinated and empowered by Cyber-independence, and you think the scheme, plot and dream.

While life in the real world going on around you ...

"Hey Mom, can I eat now?'s Three!"

"Huh? Whaa ... yes, five minutes, honey ... lessee, click here ..."

Funny how the daily grind has not ground to a halt ...

"Dad? Couldya sign this? Says only that you know of my tryin 'to burn the school and ya assume full financial responsibility ... No big deal, couple alarms ..."

"Darn HTML code ... Hmm? Yeah ... five minutes, umm ... son?"

Things just keep rolling on ...

"You need to see this strong cold Scuzbucket built me and Billy, grandmother! And we got grenades, napalm, intercontinental ballistic missiles couple ... sooo cool!"

"Whazzat? D'Ja wants something, honey?" I'll be right there ... just five minutes ... "

Life is so ...

"You Greenbaumgarten Dilbert? Lord, are you aware that your children are carrying a stock sale of stolen goods in your garage? You must come with us, sir."

"Yes, yes ... garage sale, ahh ... to be with ya in five minutes ... just leave money in the coffee can on the folding table, K?"

Every day.

Only five minutes ...

Whoa ... super-important e-mail ... ahh, look, both with ya in five minutes ... seen the boys? Honey? Hello? Coulda sworn we had the first mobile ...