The Tale Of Two Computers

It was the best of computers it was the worst of computers. It started with Xp and with the help of a computer shop it was changed to Windows 2000 professional. It never liked being a computer at this point. It worked like a suicidal elderly person from that point on.

At long last I got a new Computer and with Ms Vista in it found out how many a loved program of mine can now be put in the trash. But still the vale of tears has been lifted from my life.

At this point I was going to trash that old computer of mine, but thought it might be fun to run my rescue disc I made for it so many years ago only to find it did the trick and saved my old computer bringing it back to its old Xp days. Yes all the years of computer purgatory for not.

In The Car

Grown men can’t sing along with their daughter’s favorite girls pop band, the trucker who beat me up told me so.

If I was in an accident bad enough to set off my airbags I would feel cheated. “Oh no, I’m going to hit a tree!” Poof! “I guess I hit it? Man, I would have liked to see that.”

If I can’t see what happens couldn’t they fill the air bag with jell-o instead? “Oh no, I’m going to hit a tree!” Poof! “Man, I would have liked to see that, but hay, I got tropical fruit jell-o! Mmmmmm.”

This makes me wonder about clown cars. Do they have air bags or just big water balloons that go off. And how do they get all those seatbelts in those little cars for the forty clowns that come out?

But don’t worry I’m a very good driver. If I run over someone I always say I’m sorry as I rock the car back and forth so I don’t get hung up on them.