A death in the family

It was not unexpected. She was old, her keyboard had shorted out, the floppy drive had gone long before her, and she was riddled with every kind of virus and spyware there is. In the past year she had crashed more times than a senior pilot at Aeroflot. and at 3:15 pm CST on Wednesday it was clear, there was no life left in the Sony Vaio. She had come a long way since that heady spring day when she was brought home from the Best Buy in Nashua. She had seen the world, been plugged in to more ISPs then most computers knew existed, even been given the ability to display Japanese Characters. E-mails, fantasy baseball and football drafts, and porn, gobs of porn, she had handled more Asian pussy than a Korean chef...alas, no more.

She will be replaced of course, by a competent piece of machinery, a computer that won't leave me hanging when I have a paper due! But not until a suitable mourning period has passed. Until then we bow our heads.

Just play Taps in your head.






Thank you