that’s just what it looks like.
that’s the screen you see when you go into cardiac arrest.
i personally can attest to it. having had that experience.
it’s also what i saw yesterday afternoon
when i’d come back from a late lunch with the marine.
i came over to this little computer
and instead of being asleep
it had apparently gone into computerac arrest.
i booted it. rebooted it. waited. booted it again.
then i almost booted it right out the window.
i called my cable and internet provider.
they said the problem was with the p c.
they gave me the 800 number to hewlett packard.
that was nice of them.
i wonder if these are the same people who sold packard cars before
i was born. or there abouts?
ah. i digress. as usual.
i had sat on hold to get a human being for almost an hour with my
provider. . .
while waiting to get the number for the hewlett car computer people
i tried my best to be patient.
for all my ‘meditational simple life loving zen lifestyle’
i am TERRIBLE at patience.
i am that buzzard sitting on a branch with his buddy buzzard
looking down disgustedly
i say “patience my ass. i’m gonna kill somethin.”
i’m sorry for swearing here.
i know gram. i can hear you. ladies don’t express themselves like that.
but then you don’t live in the computer age gram.
i begin to think . . .
what do i really need that silly old computer for anyway?
i will go back to reading more
i will keep my journal the way i always did before that
silly old computer . . .
that’s all a person needs!
i would go back to the simple life!
as long as i have a refridgerator and a hot shower and a flushing toilet!
and . . . and . . .
a warm place in the winter and a cool place in the summer . . .
and . . .
who needs the hassle?
such a nice little color . . .
i would miss all of you so much.
my dear friend pooh said once . . .
til then old bean.