'tween computer blow-ups an' dental torture, ain' been a happy camper. O H, well. Leas' I got y'all. Always a funny
side, right? R i g h t??
P S: If you know a B. Gates, tell 'im I said. . .um, never mind. . .
Holding Pattern
Some Expletive Deleted tried to kill my PC.
Computer Guy went an’ ethered it off to his lair.
This laptop has Vista, ayiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeEEE
[Note: make a sign: Beware of the Bear!]
A computer is not, like, a drug to me.
Think I was hooked, for pity’s sake.
These only look like tears on my cheeks.
I only used from Sunday to Sunday.
Now that’s established, I gotta admit
‘s’better than a plane for seein’ the world.
No jet fuel! Uses bytes made of bits.
[Bits made of bytes-? Motor url-?]
I don’t really have the heebeejeebees.
It’s a new exercise I saw on TV.
But Computer Guy, please, please, please,
Tell me you’ve got a fix for me!!
lol. I got lucky and found a computer place that can either fix it or replace it in a very short while. I really don't appreciate Vista either. Vista has been responsible for selling a lot of Macs and I can understand why. Another wonderful slice of life. Hugs, you are not alone. Liz
computer dysfunction is a communicable disease and I know of no one that has not suffered the consequences of its bite! -- thanks for the humor Phyliss Jean -- peace and love my friend -- Jon Michael
It is indeed amazing how we have come to rely on the computer. I was without my internet connection for a few days and it took some real "adjustments." Thank you, Pea. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on November 17, 2009
30 years ago, I didn't own a computer and now it seems I can't live without one.
Ahhh ... poor baby,
Kinda like losing the windshield
on your spaceship. And dental torture too?
I know what it's like, they're fickle as my first wife.
Peace sweet pea
r
Pea, I don't know what I would do without my computer, I wouldn't be able to read poetry that makes me laugh like this one. You are too much! Very cute poem. Thanks for sharing, we all can relate.
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
I love it and for the millions of us out there you spoke quite well to describe how we all feel when for whatever reasons we lose our friend...PC.
hugs
fee
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on November 16, 2009
What a wonderful world we live in. Is there life after computer? Stay tuned for the end of civilized world as we know it, when the "Humals" try to claw their way back from almost destruction. "Humal:" Part animal, part human, characters in the next novel I will be writing after I finish the hard-boiled detective one. Sorry for the ad, just got carried away . . .
Technology: you learn to love it or hate it. Right now, I'm not so sure. Our computer picked up a virus somewhere, shuts down in the middle of whatever I'm doing, and I'm ready to throw the *expletive deleted* clear across Texas!!!! Agree with Paul D. Berube, (((Pea))) - think we're addicted. Having no job, being disabled, have no life. :( I feel your frustrations - very well penned.
Geez,you really got me laughing and can I relate or what???? Learned my lesson, now I have three so when one breaks down I can still remain connected. Get feeling better....
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Oh contrare'
Vista's B. Gates
Worst nightmare
Sadly you too
Have awakened in his bed
Only to find that
Your computer's really dead.
Fun write. Patrick
What will happen next?
Axilea
Sheila
Blessings!
Susan
Regis
Love & Light,
Joseph
You should be back on yur'bigger gigs soon!
Feel better soon, Pea.
Carole~
Kinda like losing the windshield
on your spaceship. And dental torture too?
I know what it's like, they're fickle as my first wife.
Peace sweet pea
r
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
hugs
fee
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Be always safe,
Karen
Nice one, Pea!
John