Do It Yourself....

Have you noticed how over the years a considerable amount of your time has gone toward making all those wonder gadgets live up to their sales pitch?  Hours spent on help lines, in chat rooms and in the internet trying to fix what we didn’t break.

The iPhone, for instance which isn’t half as reliable as it is made up to be.  Among others promises first rate pictures (most are blurry), music (most gets lost in odd categories),  internet access (not....!!) and ... a phone (but actually do not hold the iPhone near your ear it says so in the fine print!!) 

The greatest advantage of the iPhone is that you can shut all its functions down.  At least you won’t get zonked by radio frequency waves 24/7.

It is, of course, wonderful when you have an iMac to upload all your pictures, ship them into the iCloud and use your drop box to share...ah the umpteens possibilities.  

The time I have recently spent on making iPhoto work again is only tantamount to trying to make a reservation for a vaccation place using Wimdu.  

Funny thing though that with both companies, my account was debited in no time - meaning that I, the customer, had lived up to my side of the deal, whereas the seller didn’t.  

Oldest trick in the book.  Usually it’s called fraud, but we have been trained to accept it as a small glitch - probably our own fault.  

Let’s see if we can fix it.... 

Broken Promises

It’s a fine thing that our guys are so industrious, so talented, so amazing.  All the gadgets they come up with, all the dreams they chase after - it’s truly mind boggling.  From the teeny itsy bitsy little particles to gigaplex bite sizes of mega turbo quantifiers.  

Saviours of the universe - destroyers of evil empires.  Ah, the genius of the human mind!

And mind you, here and there, gals, too, are now allowed in the sandbox of superlatives.  If they behave appropriately and step back occasionally - especially when heroes are to be celebrated and eulogies to be held.  

But that is all right.  After all, girls like to swing pom poms and they do it so well...  

Hip Hip Hurray

Go Guys Go!

Tell us, what did you do today?  

Did you invent a new machine?  

Did you topple another regime?  

Did you manage to make a million?  

Did you win a couple more medals?  

Bravo Hurray

Go Guys Go!! ‘

Cause in this game you are the winners.  

In this very life, you have made it - guys.  

Your rules are supreme, your promises are gold.  

And we, the adoring, the bedazzled and meekly smiling 

Are there to pick up the pieces

Where supreme rulers of the universe  

Broke their promises and renegged on their leases

Yippie, hurray

It’s another marvelous day!! 

Not yours, Mac!

I spent these past days, actually close to a week, on fixing “inconsistencies” in my Macintosh HD.  I have dealt with broken links, suspected data corruption, a variety of transgressions and migrations, I have repartitioned, asked for permission, and verified capacities, reinitiated and subsequently reinstalled not once but three times data, scripts, applications and other items I care little about - except that they insiduously have taken control over a generous chunk of my life.  It feels like one massive car crash which leaves behind nothing but a mess of blotted memories, claims and frustration - hence no Photos!

Ah, to live in the best of all possible worlds!

Brazen

In this 

I am alone

Among the many

In deepened grooves

I set my foot

While muddied fields

Are by my side

But steady

Is my doubtful mind

My loving heart 

A brazen warrior

Emily

Our tree.  She has been such a jolly friend these past weeks.  I cannot let her go.

  Huddling underneath her ample skirts away from the climactic cataclysm raging around us, we comforted ourselves and chatted away into the end of every day and into the end of time.