I don’t have very many rules here at Coyote Creek. Friends may come and go as they like. Tired? Crash. Hungry? Eat your fill. I have friends that come over, plop down on the couch, and knit all day, and don’t care to interact much, and don’t care if I don’t interact much. Others come by to enjoy the property, and some find this a pleasant place to just spark a bowl in peace. I am cool with all of it.
However, after thinking about it all day, and discussing it with friends to make sure it isn’t just me being all curmudgeonly or…dare i say it, mavericky, I’ve decided to lay down the law about this one thing:
Blackberrys. Or any other electronic device that you type into, or recieve messages through. Once you cross my threshold, turn them off. Want to tweet? Go home. Gotta check you email? Ditto. I understand leaving a cell phone on, and even answering it when it rings, but anything beyond that is now verbotin.
I will not be an enabler. I will not organize or participate in an intervention. I’m just going to tell you once, turn it off, put it away, or go home.
And no brown M&Ms. Which I guess should go without saying.
Thats about it.