COMPUTER ALZHEIMER'S

When you don't want to blog and your computer is acting nicely you don't fret about the future. When you want to change your blog photo and post a blog with pictures and your computer--or Blogger, but I tend to vote for the computer--won't let you then you are frustrated.

I have to come to Phil's site/home/whateverthisis, because on mine I can't even pull up a web page, not even Google. Now we do have a new computer, sitting in the box but how two computer duffuses--would that be duffi?--are going to get it up and running I don't know. And, how will I retrieve my favorites/bookmarks? I will lose my people, my "I will buy this when I have money" sites, etc. In fact, how will I continue to breathe in and out w/out my memory? I have computer Alzheimer's .

Bah.

WHY BLOGGERS MUST USE ROGAINE

Because, when their Internet connection is down--as it was earlier here. For. EVER!--they tear their hair out.

New hair should be back in by fall.

I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER II

Sometime, somewhere in my recent Internet surfing I have filled out a form. I know not were. Or when. Or why. But I filled it out WITH MY TELEPHONE NUMBER. What was I thinking?

You know where this is going, don't you?

My name was sold and I have had offers from many people. House movers, insurance agents, fitness clubs, you name it.

We got fifteen calls with "unavailable" as the caller ID that first morning. They started at 8:00 am! Are they nuts? I'm barely coherent at 8:00 am. And besides that I was still recovering from the stomach flu and so Phil had to talk to fifteen people offering such things as online degrees for whatever was my heart's desire.

So, today, when the calls were driving us nuts we fled the house and went for a walk. That fitness center is free and has fresh air and as a bonus we get waves from friendly neighbors.

Lesson learned: Do NOT fill out a form online. Unless you need insurance for your dog or you want you yard sprayed for spiders and snakes. Snakes?! Holy Moley.

Now, when Phil sees an un-announced caller, he lifts the receiver and puts it back down. And then he gives me "the look" and I contemplate changing my name and moving to another state. Again.