Well, yesterday I blogged about my new computer and all the love I was feeling for it.... today I have yet another new computer and I am trying not to get attached just in case this one shows me the blue screen of death. I'm just not sure I can handle three deaths in just five short days. I console myself with the fact that Windows was the grim reaper for both computers, but still I feel responsible in some way, maybe I shall wear black today.
Anyway, here I sit with computer number three. I refuse to name it. I refuse to transfer photos onto it. I refuse to become too friendly with it. ( Insert childish foot stomping here) I must remind myself that it is just a computer and that my "friends who live in the box" are real people too and if I was desperate I could just pick up the phone and call most of them, although I have to be careful about that, there was a three hour phone call to England once ;)
What I am trying to say is that I shall have to give this computer a good run through before we become BFFs. How long do you think that should be? I am a very emotional/relational type and I hate to offend... maybe seven days will be long enough? Or maybe I shall have my more techy friend Christyn over for dinner to take a good long look at this computer. In any case I must keep reminding myself that I cannot become too friendly with this shiny new black box of knowledge.
I know, I know, you are all sick of my computer woes, what you really come here for are the witty PSAs I post sometimes, so without further ado I shall leave you with three PSAs for November...
Please remember to throw away the one year old turkey in your freezer on trash day, not before, because it will thaw and all your neighbors will wonder what is causing that horrid road kill smell to emanate from your garage. There will be overt speculation that you are a serial killer and that's just not good for neighborly relations. *
*You know what I'm talking about, that extra turkey that you bought last year because it was a good price and you were certain that you would roast it that winter but you never actually got around to it.
CAUTION... IF THERE IS ICE ON THE ROAD... DO NOT SLAM ON YOUR BRAKES! Seriously, this is just pointless, dangerous, stupid, idiotic, and a whole slew of other things that point to the fact you should not be driving in the snow. If this is you, consider that now may be the time to move to a nice condo in Boca.
Last but not least... Don't eat yellow snow.
Huge thanks to anyone who made it to the bottom of this post, I'm in a mood (can you tell?) and I appreciate you humoring me.