Thursday, February 22, 2018
It used to be much more complicated, and much simpler at the same time. You really ran your computer. You handled downloads, you pushed buttons, you tried stuff. Like kids who used to be able to field strip a motor and rebuild it, we felt like we were in charge.
Not no more, nope. The computers now do all the heavy lifting for you, and when something goes wrong, you're truly up that famous creek with one paddle and a rapidly escalating heart rate.
pushed the wrong button in chrome tonight and have been fighting the backwash ever since; Chrome is the engine that Blogger works from, but Yahoo is the place where my email addy for Blogger lives; and all three of them have been doing this manic password dance all night and if I don't show up for a few days, please, im somewhere. Just not sure where.
and in the midst of all this excitement Toby my mouser extraordinaire (one mouse a day every day could add up to more mice in this house than I ever want to know about)brought me the fattest mouse I have ever seen, still waggling it's feet in his mouth, and he looked at me (the cat, not the mouse) and dropped it, and ran away. Having been bitten by angry mice before, I hesitated about picking the mouse up, so now he's off somewhere waiting for the next chapter in his very short life.
At least it stopped snowing. There is that.
Posted by mittens at 10:17 PM