Some of my fondest childhood memories involved my favorite Uncle Herbert. He was responsible for teaching me to read even before I was in kindergarten, teaching me to draw, and making me want to do my best.
I finally caved last week and purchased an iPhone 4 now that my cellular carrier, Verizon, started offering them back in February 2011. My friend and business partner has been in love with them pretty much since they first came out, in mid-2007. Honestly, I’ve never heard him go on about a woman the way he went on about that damn phone. And as much as he’s been right about nearly everything, I still resisted. I have been a Palm OS fan since the early 2000s, when I got my first CLIE PDA. (That’s back when everyone thought the PDA was the be-all, end-all of existence; and that fad passed soon enough. So too, would the iPhone, thought I!)
You know, we don’t celebrate Christmas around here. There’s just Robert and me. We have no kids. Our friends are grown and don’t expect anything. I do give a little something to my co-workers. But I’ve never been one to stand around in a crowd, and especially at oh-dark-thirty in the morning.
People the likes of the horde of rabid shoppers at the Forest Hills Queens Wal-Mart who trampled a store worker to death and then went about their shopping as if nothing were wrong, and some of whom in fact became outraged when asked to leave due to the worker’s death, just amaze me.
Shoppers stepped over the man on the ground and streamed into the store. When told to leave, they complained that they had been in line since Thursday morning.
To that I say, WTF? and Boo-fucking-hoo! So some cheapskate moron wasted an entire day of his/her life waiting in line in a store parking lot? While a man lay dying inside the store? For what?! There is no toy, no cheap-ass appliance, shoddy article of clothing or any other tangible thing worth all that time on my part and a human life on someone else’s (or my, for that matter) part.
Jesus Christ, you fuckers have screwed up priorities.
When it rains (literally) it pours (figuratively). There was lightning storm that passed through here last night from around 4:30 p.m. until around 6:00 p.m. I was upstairs in my office on the computer and decided after the latest lightning bolt to unplug my systems. So I yanked both power strips from the wall and went downstairs to make sure Robert’s laptop and mine were also unplugged. And the cat and I proceeded to watch some TIVO’d programs. (You should have seen that fat old thing high tail it out of the room when the lights went off briefly. He was just an orange blur!)
Anyway, after the storm passed, I decided to head upstairs and plug my equipment back in and settle in for an evening of coding. Everything roared back to life (external fantom drive, router, both printers, monitor, speakers, flatbed scanner) except the desktop computer. Nothing. So I dragged it out of its enclosure and opened up the case. I didn’t see anything loose. I did see a green blinking light on the motherboard. It continued to blink (although slower) when I removed the power cord. Shit shit shit shit. Well, I needed to open up the case anyway to install a second 750GB SATA drive I recently purchased from Woot!. I figured it had to be the power supply since if it was the mobo, I wouldn’t be seeing a green blinking light.
I then decided to drag my laptop upstairs to get some work done. No sooner had I plugged it in, hooked up the monitor and started typing than the “V” key fell off. I tried every trick of Eve to get that sumbitch back on. I even took off the “B” key next to it so I could study how it went back on. I’d been having trouble with that key for awhile. Apparently, there was a small metal flange on the bottom that fell off. This would necessitate buying a complete new keyboard. Oy. So now my less than two year old, nearly two grand Sony Vaio looks like a toothless old hag. Thank heavens that I also recently purchased a wireless mouse and keyboard. So I hooked that up and for now, we are rocking along.
I waited for my personal tech support guru to get back with me about what he thought the desktop problem might be. He too suspected the power supply and the local repair shop confirmed it. They are also going to replace my lappy keyboard.
The Sony Vaio Desktop (RB43G) was purchased mere days before Hurricane Rita hit in September 2005. I’m the kind of person who believes in the computer being on at all times, so I guess it was just a matter of time before that nearly three-year old power supply gave up the ghost.
I’m more disappointed in the Sony Vaio FS780W laptop Robert bought me the same month we bought our house. He paid a pretty penny for it and I think the keys should have lasted longer than that, but maybe, being a power typist, I’m just naturally hard on keyboards?