Computers are useless. They can only give you answers. (Pablo Picasso)
Actually, computers create problems, too. Just like people do. They woo you with all their abilities. They save and organize your thoughts and let you speak to people all over the world at the touch of a key. They are insidious for many with an addictive gene. If I’m honest I will admit that I have checked e-mail before brushing my teeth in the morning. I’ve plugged in a line or two of a story at two o’clock in the morning. Not often, but frequently enough to say yes on a computer-addict survey if there were such a thing.
Now my little Asus is struggling. Can’t go into detail. Not now. But her physician, Alan, my nephew, will be visiting tomorrow. That is why there haven’t been any posts the last few days. However, Alan said I should be okay—at least for now. So, I tell my baby she will heal, eventually. And the truth is that my laptop won’t need a sedative during servicing. But I might!
Who knows? Perhaps in this process I will learn a bit more about the 0’s and 1’s that create the infinite possibilities that combine and make me fall into both love and hate for this technology.
In the meantime, paper and pen are good—as long as I can read my own handwriting.

Delightful, although I do hope she heals quickly and cheaply. Fast turn-around on that quote, btw.
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Thanks, Nancy. I hope she heals quickly, too. You know how mamas are about their children.
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