This blog has an "L" on it's forehead.

:::bowing in supplication:::

Forgive me, imaginary readers. The other night I was chatting with my pal Brandi on Facebook, and she mentioned that her computer had died, and I was oh-so-cute and all ha! Would never happen to me, because I'm sleeping with the tech support around here! Ha ha ha! And then, do you know what happened? Yeah. You saw this coming 200 characters ago, didn't you? The filthy contagion was passed on to my computer, and my poor Holodeck sputtered and cough-coughed and died.

Much hand-wringing followed, and an emergency session of the UN was called, and Marc stayed up much of the night last night to determine that he needed to find me a floppy drive. A WHAT!?! Haven't seen one of those since the 80's. I'm pretty sure we threw it out with the modem. I wondered if we should call Matthew Broderick. But Marc was obviously smoking crack, or maybe just sleep deprived, because this morning the light shone down just right and illuminated THE TRUTH AND THE WAY AND ALSO THE TRUTH!, and all is fine with my dear beloved now. No floppy drives in sight. All information is where it should be, and joy was felt throughout the kingdom. Someone remind me to sleep with that guy later.

Though things seem to be working right now, I am still walking gingerly about my desktop, like there might be splinters and the whole thing could shatter at any moment. We (I use the royal "we" here, if only to deflect from the fact that I won't be doing a damn thing) will be reinstalling Windows, and transferring my email from Outlook to Thunderbird, and upgrading to Lightroom 2.0, and I'll possibly/probably switch to browsing in Firefox, and many other things that you don't really care about but which will result in white columns of smoke indicating that I have, indeed, chosen a new Pope.

It's a hard knock life, over here.

 

See what I mean? 

Comments

[SyburJedi]

You wouldn't have this problem if you owned a MAC. ;oP

From one imaginary reader to all others: I am NOT actually a Mac user...but oh how I've heard their sermons. Plus, I know that Robyn secretly adores the Apple platform. Come out of the closet already Sis!

[kate]

Ok, this is too much technical information for me...but that is one adorable kiddo you have there!!

[Robyn]

I'm pretty sure if I had a Mac, my friendly local tech support would not have had the liberty to open the machine and get at the guts. Instead, wouldn't it be in a box being shipped to some "Genius", and then they would just call me to tell me that a speaker has blown but really now the whole machine is useless because it is all one beautiful, fully integrated THING OF WORSHIP, and yeah, you're just gonna have to buy a new one. And after I drank the koolaid and bought that new one because IT SO PURTY, they would knock the price down by 50% the next week.

Because that? Would be AWESOME. And besides, I like my closet. It has all my shoes in it.

(I was totally waiting for someone to throw the "Mac" comment at me. Thanks, sincerely, Sean. You've always got my back. ;)

[mp]

WOW.. Shall we play a game..

Now I feel like watching some Matthew Broderick movies...