Thursday, July 20, 2006
The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog.
Sadly, I never really learned how to type. I have not been hunting and pecking this whole time however... let me tell you a story.
My monitor 'blossomed' yesterday. For those of you who missed the livid tale told to me by the geeky trifecta at my Mac Repair shop, 'Blossoming' means it's an ugly old maid. It means it finally lost it's virginity, and then died a horrible death into the black dot. Yes, my computer monitor is a whore.
And they wouldn't even trash it for me. To trash it costs $50.
So I packed my behemoth of whore monitor back into my car, and journeyed off to Fry's Electronics to get a newer, younger, thinner, spiffier, black, trophy wife model.
If you've never been to a Fry's, you're missing out. It's the Disneyland of geek-dom and the size of your local Wal-Mart. Complete with monsters. You see, each Fry's has a theme - mine is 'Alien Invasion'. So it's a huge warehouse of an electronics store with aliens, robots, a giant octopus climbing out of the computer section, and military jeeps fighting said aliens in every aisle. And a gigantic space ship 'crashed' into the top of the building. Far more entertaining than Radio Shack.
So, Sammy is my new monitor (Samsung) and so far it's brilliant beyond all my needs. Bigger. Say it with me girls....Size matters.
However, there is one fatal flaw. It does not illuminate my keyboard with it's focused glow. So once again, I am relying on 'ol qwertyuiop to remember where the keys are. You'd think by now I could type without looking at the board, but it's just not so.
But it's not lkie slpnielg maertts mcuh anwyay, rhigt?