There are days when I really hate computers, but then I realize that it’s just mine that I hate. I guess I like them all right as a group, it’s just this one certain individual that I don’t like. Well, I guess it’s more of a love/hate relationship, really. The computer does keep me connected with all of you and there are getting to be more and more of you everyday, too. Just, sometimes, I really feel like taking the computer out and smashing it to bits with a sledgehammer, not to be confused, of course, with Sledge Hammer although that .44 of his might be useful. I could take a gun and shoot the computer full of holes, THEN smash it with a sledgehammer, then pour gasoline all over the bits and pieces and light it on fire and then, after it had cooled, drive over anything left with an old army deuce-and-a-half (two and a half ton truck) and flush any remaining bits down the toilet. Then I will sit on the curb and blather my finger against my lips until the nice young men in their clean white coats come.
Scott W was telling me that his computer only comes on every fourth time he tries to turn it on, so Scott, if you have made it here to my blog, first of all, I am highly honored that you would take your precious computer time to spend it here, and secondly, I hope the above instructions for computer repair are helpful.
Umm, as I told you guys before, my computer is on the way out.
Okay. When I was a boy I used to watch my dad butter a pack of saltines and make little sandwiches of them and eat them. The crackers came in a package that had four crackers together with perforations so you could break them down to the size that is common in grocery stores nowadays. BTW, does anyone still package crackers that way?
Anyway, my new poll question is about this snack. I love it. I will take a whole sleeve of saltines and butter them up (real butter is best, especially for buttering up) and put them on a plate and eat them. Sometimes I will take a couple of slices of American cheese and quarter them onto some of the crackers. My wife had never seen anyone eat this snack and my kids are not exactly taken with the idea of them, but I love ’em.
So, anyway, please answer today’s poll question and leave a comment. And Carter and Daveman, if you see a polecat, don’t play with it! Don’t touch. I mean it…
Remember, the good book says, if Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?