Odyssey

Christ, it has been one thing after another. ALL THREE of my computers, (all Macintoshes) have in the past four months broken down. But now I'm realizing that it's my laptop I treasure most. I can take it on the balcony. I can take it on the plane. I can plug a microphone into it and shout in my bedroom. WHAT THE FUCK WOULD I DO WITHOUT MY LAPTOP?

That's basically that. Fuck my desktops, a G4 and a G5.

But just when my tech genius, Voy (514-787-9312) fixed my laptop just before I went to Japan (BTW, this is a major plug for him . . . he's just a computer genius who works out of his home but who can take apart screens, hard drives, power supplies, you name it--and just happens to be the nicest guy in the bargain, and the cheapest too! After a month of messing with my MacBook he charged me $100) I discovered that my power plug was frayed and dead. So I took a black tombstone all the way to Japan. But today my new power supply just arrived and IT'S CHARGING. And I am so amped.

Life is finally complete again.

A disclaimer: I don't know why I am so dependent on technology and the straits of confusion therein. Some of the best times I have ever had were when the power failed and it was time to fire up the candles . . .

However, I don't feel complete unless all the technology around me is performing at 99%.

So . . . maybe the next post will be from that little black tombstone . . . on the balcony . . . next to the mint and basil and cilantro and dill and parsley . . .