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Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Macbooks are Lactose Intolerant


You know how they say counting your blessings is a really good way to stay positive, focus on the bright side, be happy, don’t worry…You’re at the wrong blog if that’s what you’re looking for.  Today I’m going to whine.  No!  Not about my health!  Even I’m sick of listening to that.  No, I’m writing a eulogy.  To my beloved Mackie.  May she frolic with all the other broken toys in a magical place where laptops go to play when their people are done with them…

We won’t go into details, because he already feels bad enough, but one of my darling children poured a 16 ounce glass of milk on her.  I of course sprang into immediate action, drying her off and trying to minimize damage, but we’re not talking spilling on keyboard here.  We’re talking about a 13” dainty laptop ending up in a pool of milk in the middle of a mattress (because glasses balance well on mattresses especially when you set it down (why?) and then JUMP onto the bed).   She’s got power, captain, but she no worky.  I’ve given it all I’ve got.

I do have her soul, though.  On my time-machine.  However, to restore to a previous date, on must have a body to put the soul into.  A working body…so meanwhile, I’m on a PC . Fighting with Vista and mourning my sleek, beautiful mac.  My constant companion, my everything.  I’m password vaultless, and it’s like I’m driving someone else’s car and not only is it a stick shift, it’s not even a Volvo…, and I can’t access my writing.  I have ten or so half-written posts.  Thankfully I’d already switched from Safari to Chrome so all my bookmarks are still available.  I still have my gmail.  Feel free to send letters of condolences there.

Have you ever lost a treasured piece of technology?  More importantly – have you ever recovered a mac from lactose intolerance?  If so, send in the troups.

P.S I was going for maximum cheesiness here, so I read it to the child who didn’t spill the milk, and he said, “Oh yeah, you definitely hit the cheese level.  Spray cheese."  Sigh.  What a lovely compliment.

P.P.S Credit where credit is due: it was my buddy Arlee Bird who coined the term of lactose intolerances’ usage in this application.  You’ve heard his name because of his hugely popular blog Tossing it Out, and because he’s the leader of the A-Z Challenge.  You might have heard about that here too…