February 14, 2005
Yes, in times of happiness I sometimes recall the mantra of Stimpy from Ren and Stimpy. A couple of hours ago, the Fed Ex lady returned to me my notebook computer after its trip to the computer doctor for a new keyboard. The clouds broke open and a sunray from God followed her as she walked in slow motion across the deck. The angels sang.
I had become so accustomed to the mobility the notebook provided that I really missed it. Once again I am free, free I say, to work just about wherever I happen to be. I can punch away at the coffee shop overlooking the San Lorenzo River, the cafeteria at Sun, the dentist/orthodontist office (where I discovered an wireless access port), on the deck with my view of the valley, even the bathroom. Ok, too much information...
Mobile Again
I had become so accustomed to the mobility the notebook provided that I really missed it. Once again I am free, free I say, to work just about wherever I happen to be. I can punch away at the coffee shop overlooking the San Lorenzo River, the cafeteria at Sun, the dentist/orthodontist office (where I discovered an wireless access port), on the deck with my view of the valley, even the bathroom. Ok, too much information...
Mobile Again