Kacey sits in my lap when I'm working on the computer, but he doesn't pay any attention to the screen. He sprawls across my hands and the keyboard instead.

I've got one of those huge screens too--it's supplied by the company I work for, so I've no idea what the things cost. But every once in awhile I remember my mother telling me when I was a kid not to sit so close to the TV, and here I am right up next to a TV-sized screen. Oh, well, at least I don't run with scissors!