My wife has a saying: Whether the pitcher meets the rock or the rock meets the pitcher, its bad news for the pitcher. We now have a new one: Whether the laptop meets the floor or the floor meets the laptop, its not good for the laptop.
And not particularly good for my self esteem, either, since I knocked it over. The laptop was safely away from the desk, but, umm, the power cord still stretched down to where I was trying to get the damn router to reboot. There are a lot of wires and cables over there. It wasn't immediately obvious that one black cable actually stretched behind me -- until I heard the THUMP!
The only good news, it was her work laptop, not ours, and the laptop itself works -- just the screen doesn't. And she was able to jumper from her laptop to our desktop PC's screen, so its useable -- just not portable. From what I can see, they can get a replacement PC, swap the hard drives, and be in business. Well, except for the time and expense of replacing the screen. I gather that's not trivial, but I'd like to think that this company has seen this before. Stuff happens.
Which doesn't make me feel any better. I hate doing something stupid.
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I also hate when I do stupid things. My "..." ... well how in the heck do I spell it? My "piez de resistance" (sp?) was when we fought in court for a YEAR to win our house from the fiend who didn't honor our contract, just took our money (ALOT of our money!) .. .and they READ MY BLOG IN COURT!!! I had no idea they would do that. They later dismissed it from evidence, but it kind of disqualified me from testifying .. . kind of discredited us. And we LOST our house. Yup. I hate doing stupid things. I laugh at the smaller stupid things I do ... like when I am at the sink, going to wash my hands, and I look from container to container ... thinking ... "what was I going to do now?" oh yes ... I was going to wash my hands .. .so that rules out the lotion bottle and the water bottle. lol. I want the soft soap bottle! And that kind of stupid stuff happens every day.
I'm sure they'll replace the computer and all will be well again, minus the replacement cost.
I read lots of your blog entries. Very enjoyable. I don't think I would have passed on those sweets. And which one were you in the video? The easter bunny at the very end? And that trip to George Town sounded fabulous. That coffee maker lid sounds stupid and annoying, and that car looks cool. I kind of like crossfires and FJ cruisers.
Thanks for visiting my blog. You are welcome any time.
Wendy
My golly. I knew, abstractly, that a note from someone that I don't know could cheer me up, but I certainly didn't think it would happen. I am not cheerful, but I am more cheerful, if that makes sense. Thank you.
I liked your comment about the court case. I don't like how it ended - seriously uncool - but I can just see your blog being read in court. Good lord. If this one were ever read in court, I do believe I'd have to change my name afterword. The Person Formerly Known As CeruleanBill. And possibly learn to speak another language.
Incidentally, it's piece de resistance, with a mark (I think its called a diacritical, but I'm not sure -- an 'accent mark') over the 'ce' at the end of piece. But its pronounced exactly as you said it, so that counts. After all, its the spoken word that matters. Written blogs -- well, they get read in courts, so how much can THEY be worth.
I know, intellectually, that the PC isn't a big deal. I know we can afford to pay for the repair, if we have to. And I've done much stupider things -- one comes to mind, involving my wife's face, the business end of a rake, and trying to open a bag of mulch. She was okay, but it scared her to hell. Scared me, too. Still does. This deal with the PC -- its just dumb. Truth to tell, we set ourselves up -- I was pushing a circuit breaker station back on the table so that I could shove its bulky power cord behind the table; it was that two inches that pulled the PCs power cord, and yanked the plugged-in laptop down from the shelf it was on. It shouldn't have been plugged in, it shouldn't have been up there. But it was, and I was, as lawyers say, the proximate cause of the failure, so I feel dumb. I'll get over it. Possibly, even before I die.
I could say that I was the one in red... but truthfully, no, I wasn't in it. Do have a Santa suit, though, and I used it this year. If I COULD have been in the video, I'd have been the very first one, or the one who scoots across the roof of the car. I'd probably have been the one in the trunk, though.
I'd like to have a Viper, but there is no way short of a surprise visit from the Bequest Fairy that I'll get one. Those jewels cost just south of one hundred thousand dollars. At that altitude, as they say, the air gets a little thin for this country boy.
Even if I WAS born in New York City.
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