This morning I discovered my main computer’s monitor had gone kaput. Dead as a doornail. Naturally I went berserk. Fell apart, had a conniption, went bonkers, and started both drooling and foaming at the mouth all in one fell swoop. I can’t live without 2 computers on my desk. Gah! Oh, sure, I can use the other one but that’s not the point. The point is, that one computer just doesn’t feel right. It’s something like when you inadvertently wear a shirt inside out, you don’t notice it at first but you know something doesn’t feel quite right, then you look in the mirror and find out why.
Anyway, I wanted to run out and replace my monitor right away, but being as it was only 4:30 a.m., I didn’t think stores would be open, so I bid my time until 10. It was hard. I nearly didn’t make it, the butter knife started looking interesting and an alternate possibility; then, I remembered six good reasons why I want to stay alive:
- The computer section of Best Buy
- Braum’s Chocolate Malts
- Vacationing in Barbados
- Reading anything by Terry Pratchett
- Understanding the laws of physics and then endeavoring to break them
- Playing in the mud with a 2 year old
Yeah. I made it through to 10 a.m., then threw on some clothes (the shirt probably inside out), drove to Best Buy without wearing a seat belt, slammed into one of their parking spaces sort of taking up two of them, ran in and demanded a monitor.
I think this new monitor is not only pretty, but sexy as hell and although I had a good relationship with my old one, I was able to put it to rest with a clear conscience, safe in the knowledge that the poor thing had done it’s duty by me for a long enough period of time.
