Monthly Archives: May 2011

Illogical DREAM

I wish I could’ve written this down when I woke up in the middle of the night because I could remember it easier, unfortunately, it was much better to stay in bed than to get up at that time.

I dreamt Stan and I were at my parent’s house. Both my mom and dad were there. Stan and I were getting ready to go somewhere, and I thought I should call Tim to let him know we were ready if he wanted to come with us. I was going to call him on his cellphone because I knew he was still at work and I wouldn’t be able to reach him at home, but then realized I didn’t have his cellphone number stored on our cellphone.

OK, HOLD ON. WTF. This is wrong on so many levels.
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Trust Your Mechanic?

A mechanic would not tell a car owner to check under the hood to make sure the transmission is installed correctly and to fiddle with some knobs. However that is what tech support will routinely do when an application isn’t working as it should. Tell the Mac owner to open up the Terminal and enter some code. Now for those who don’t know, the Terminal is a scary place because it is not WYSIWYG. It’s code and commands. It’s the reason some of us of a certain age DID NOT get into computers when we were going to college. It is because those very same people, the Humanities majors, went “WOW!” when we first discovered Macs and its GUI back in the 80s and 90s, which…had no such thing as a terminal. It is why other Mac users who were not in the above Humanities majors category, and who were more technically inclined, had orgasms when OS X came out, built on Unix, because it had a Terminal.

So I had a little software issue recently, and tech support told me to enter some gobbldeygook into the Terminal, which didn’t work, and my heart was racing for fear of wiping out my hard drive. Yes, I backed up with Time Machine right before I did it, just to be safe. AFAIK, my computer is ok. I tried installing the software again, and this time it worked. I don’t know why it didn’t before. Geez.

French Bulldog Puppycam! Yes!

They are just too expensive for us, but I would love to have one if I could (when I get that house with an arboretum yard in the country, Lenny). Lots of times they look like the offspring of our Pug & Boston. These babies are still in the sausage phase and look like practically any pup (they were just born on Stan’s birthday), but soon their Frenchie look will come out and they will be adorable!