Hi Ya'll,
Just in case you thought or wished I fell of the planet, nope, didn't
happen. I just had to put the computer out of its misery.
I am not sure what happened, but my mac is comatose. Almost died. Took me
8 hours to reinitilize the hard drive and put old sys software on. Can't
run the cool netscape with all the plugins now and also had to wipe the
drive. So, I don't have email addresses, or even mail anyone has sent me
recently. I think the hardware is fried, as I keep getting bus errors with
only the sys software on it. Any suggestions? It is going to the doc's
next week.
So I do apologize if I didn't manage to get a response out to you. If not,
then yak at me again and I will do so.
Of course, I am sure there are those out there who wished I didn't have
their email addresses memorized. Teach you to make it something easy!!
On the bright side, gave me a darn good excuse for a new pooter. He He. It
arrives Montag am and then I will play play play. More Power!! AR AR AR.
Noni--does this mean I have worry about my car now?
Lisa- Oh goody, a fellow traveller on the Southern Sarcasm Highway. Of
course, it is rush hour. Moi? Southern manners. Why thank you from the
bottom of my li'l ol' pea pickin heart. I think your kind comments may have
given me the vapors, they just went right to my head. BTW, MP references do
not have to be explained. I love them. You should have been in my English
lit class last year, taught by a Scottish prof. He was explaining the
imagery of death, in a Donne sonnet I believe, when all the sudden he said
"The salmon mousse." For the unawares, watch Python's "The Meaning of Life."
A dancing ferret gathers no raisins.
Maggie, just a pining for the fjords
and no, I use the terms guys generically and very politically incorrect.
One point for me
[Posted in FML issue 1981]
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