Showing posts with label personal opinions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal opinions. Show all posts

Friday, February 23, 2018

VANISHED


 Have you ever written something for your blog and - moments after posting it - the temperature suddenly drops, the sun vanishes, and an icy wind blows through the room?

I (quite reluctantly) removed my two recent posts. Miraculously, the sunshine immediately reappeared and the temperature warmed up to tropical proportions.
The ice vanished, along with my amazingly entertaining and well-contrived personal opinions.

No lie. On this glorious morning a delightfully warm breeze is blowing and the temp is near 70 degrees (that's Fahrenheit, for those of you in North Korea).

Jon, it's your blog. You can write whatever you want.

Not so, Kemosabe.
Becoming a blogger is equivalent to a baptism. You are submitting your soul to the public masses, who will more than eagerly rip it to shreds and throw it to the dogs if you dare step out of line.

Que estas tratando de decir?

Let's just say that there's a blogging Safe Zone, which consists of writing benign (and incredibly boring) posts about the weather and pet cats.
And posting uninteresting photos - which I'll do today. 

Change of subject...and not a moment too soon....

Does anybody remember, awhile ago, when my computer and landline phone connection were switched from copper cables to new-and-improved fiber optics?

My laptop computer works fine. BUT, ever since that day of the switch, I hadn't been able to get an Internet connection on my desktop computer.

I tried everything possible (and some things that were impossible). I consulted computer "experts" (who were baffled).
I spent miserable untold hours searching for anything (and everything) that could even remotely help solve the problem.

Finally I said "To hell with expert opinions. I'll try to fix it myself."

After a tedious amount of detective work, I discovered that one tiny wire had been installed incorrectly and wasn't hooked up.
Voila! Problem solved.

Moral of the story?
Never give up.
And if a lynch mob is after you -
run as fast as you can.

Photos, anyone?
I wandered around the "yard" this morning with my El Cheapo camera, unsuccessfully trying to photograph something interesting.


It's a dull, bland time of year but the weather feels like spring.








My cat Scratch (also known as Kitzee),
who doesn't really care what I write.