Saturday Night Silliness -- Random Musings of a Writer Lady and Her Cat.

  “Great.” Writer Lady says. “If he’s in my head and refuses to do anything but make those annoying tapping noises how am I supposed to know what he wants.” “Read your mind.” House suggests. Writer Lady closes her eyes, listening closely for some useful pertinent piece of information. Tap, tap, tap, tap… “It’s all just a bunch of annoying tapping.” She comments. “I don’t know what to tell you.” House says. “You need to think ahead when creating characters with limited communication skills. What kind of creator would do something so thoughtless?” Writer Lady looks at the ceiling. She calls, “You’re not making things any better!” “I can’t be making things any worse.” Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap “Don’t be too sure about that.” Writer Lady says as she closes her eyes. “Okay tapper you have my attention, what do you want?” TAP! “That did not come through in English, could you repeat that please?” TAP! “This isn’t going well. We’re going to have to

Writer Lady feels tired, cranky, and sleep deprived. She’s had enough of House’s crap. Walking across the kitchen she pulls a fine tipped permanent marker out of a cabinet. Returning to the other side, she stops next to the refrigerator. Removing the marker’s cap, she holds the tip of the marker over House’s immaculate white board. “I’m going to say this one time and one time only. Whatever kind of game it is you’re playing with me ends. Right Now. What’s going on. Where is that noise coming from?” “ Or...you’re going to what? Write on my board? Oh no! I’m so scared.” Writer Lady realizes House is not aware of an important detail. “You can’t tell the difference can you? This is not any run of the mill dry erase marker I’m holding. This is the marker I use on my freezer container labels.” “ As in?” “ It’s permanent." She says. "Black marks. I’ll put nothing but black marks all over your beautiful white board. You can scrub, wipe and buff to your hea