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    MINUTIAE

    Helium atom ground state.

    Thank you for your patience.

    Evidently I mixed Viagra with Mexican Food and experienced 18 hours of heartburn along with extensions of vital organs, not to be mentioned in polite company.

    Actually my PC (purchased in July of last year) failed, crashed and died.

    I actually discovered that sometime last year I purchased an extended warranty from HP. It was probably caused by a lot of cough syrup some late night because I usually talk myself out of those things!

    I gotta tell you all something though.

    My PC addiction is worse than I thought.

    I actually dream that I am looking at a computer screen and I awaken sometimes with my fingers doing the mouse dance. No kidding!

    I actually dream that I am watching HULU on my screen.

    I actually wake up and begin to access my email, when there is no machine on my desk.

    Anyway I contacted HP and the sombitches send me a Fed Ex box within 24 hours of my phoned complaint.

    I could not figure out how to retape the damn thing following a less than proficient attempt at putting the pc in that damned box! I had been instructed to rebox the inefficient mechanism and put it in a Fed Ex mail box across from the local PO.

    So I did the best I could and realized that I needed some boxing tape (which was supposed to be supplied in the box) and I decided to kill two birds with one stone by dropping by the local hardware store that was situated within a block or two of the drop off point.

    I arrived at the hardware store within two hours of receiving the magical box.

    A pretty lady at the counter appeared and  I requested the tape. I then pleaded that she aid me in my attempt to seal the box. I was led to the 'packaging' aisle and she picked out a tape dispenser.

    We went back to the counter and this wonderful lady (about 40) agreed to help me.

    The sealing package cost $3.70 which I provided with exact change. hahahh

    As I would have predicted, the clerk had severe problems whilst she attempted to find the edge of the damn tape. hahahahahahahah

    I never would have been able to accomplish this deed and here was an expert who became increasingly distraught with the entire exercise.

    This was an event that was hilarious.

    But she was very patient (at least compared to how I would have acted) and she finally got the damn tape to work.

    She began to sternly instruct me to properly hold the magical box and squeeze it so that she could properly tape it up.

    The entire process took fifteen minutes but it seemed more like an hour.

    The clerk made me take the packing tape even though I can never understand where in the hell I will ever use it again. hahahah

    I pulled out the last five dollars in my wallet and begged her to take a tip.

    No dice.

    We both smiled. I wish I were twenty years younger!

    Anyway I left the store with the box that really had been packaged inefficiently and walked over to the drop off point.

    There was Fed Ex and UPS and the PO boxes all in a row and there was a line of cars.

    I snuck in between the cars and the damn drop box would not accept my cardboard.

    I began getting angry, which I am good at and then saw that I was blocking a car.

    I stepped onto the sidewalk, feeling guilty about being so selfish, and as the man proceeded further toward his goal, he rolled down the window and said:

    Harder than it looks, hey!

    He was not even mad at me.

    I guess the entertainment made him more patient.

    CONCLUSION?

    We have friendly people up here.

    I know that this entire essay involves minutiae.

    But, and this is a big but, all of our lives are filled with minutiae.

    Little events might piss us off for a minute or two and then we think these events are forgotten.

    But that is not always the case.

    Little events can lead to a build up of anxiety and anger.

    But little events can also lead to a happier view of humanity.

    My problems really began last Tuesday--Although a couple weeks ago the 'c' and 'b' no longer worked on the keyboard.

    I received the 'package' a few hours ago.Following three phone calls I was on line.

    It took an hour to go through my 353 emails.hahahahah

    Most of my files were erased but thank the Good Lord, Dagblog never forgets.

    The list included in my recently delivered package basically said:

    Replace keyboard, replace battery, replace hard disk......

    I mean, in the end this is a brand new pc.

    Why would anybody actually read this?

    Anyway, last Tuesday my universe was destroyed.

    And now, not so much!

     

     

    Comments

    Well first, I would read this because you wrote it.

    Second, I have become addicted to my free internet access and laptop (which was under warranty and had it fixed free and promptly by Toshiba). My addiction is Tumblr, which I had let it go for awhile (sucked up too many data so I would pass my data limit on my phone).

    On my phone I totally love my Pandora. I get to hear the music I want to hear and learn about artists and bands of whom I wouldn't know existed while I live in a bubble (The Innocent Mission).

    Oh yeah there is Google Images.  I get to find pictures and website that I would never had found when I check out out the source. Most are uninteresting, but once in a while I totally awesome site. Recently for a response to another blog posting here about fast food and I looked up for image of Der Wienerschnitzel and found this cool image (at least to me) on the first page of images:

    I was like what the heck does this have to do with Der Wienerschnitzel, and went to the source that turned out to out to be a Houston newspaper Chron. It was  "A conversation with Burton Chapman" about the history of Houston. This was about Telegraph Road. Turns out someone commented about son working at the Der Wienerschnitzel on Telegraph Road. Such is the wonders of the internet and the technology that allows us to access.

    [Photograph by Paul Seals]


    The first response did not take.

    I missed you Camus/Trope.

    Thank you for showing up when I really needed some response.

    Probably one of my worst; but then again I would have to point to one of my best. hahahah

    I do not have much.

    I just keep thinkin that time is running out.

    I love you Trope or whateverthehell you call yourself. hahahahah

    I missed you and I would never have predicted that you would respond to this trivia.

    hahahahah


    I also have the sense of time is running out. Maybe why both of us are more aware or sensitive to small gestures of kindness or reactions that are upbeat when so often all one gets impatience and other self-absorbed reactions.

    And you can call me Elusive, Trope, or, when you're feeling formal, Mr..Trope. I'm not fond of ET, because it makes me think of either Entertainment Tonight or ET the movie, which I don't have much fondness towards.


    Get ready, boys.

     

     

     

     

     

     


    You kill me Q

    AND YOU REFUSE TO BE VERIFIED,.

    I just caught this, in the middle of the night. hahahahah

    Yeah, I can go with this. hahahah

    It is close to midnight and here you are. hahahah

    I guess, fuck verification.
    Anyway you make my night even though I Missed this damn thing 6 hours ago?

    Oh and unlike me, you have a nice woman.

    You should have seen this nice hardware woman.

    Sounds like some porn flick, doesn't it?

    THE HARDWARE WOMAN!

    Okay, now I sound like  some misogynist. hahhahahha

    Just as an aside, I never catch you when you show up.

    Probably better that way.

    hahahaha
     


    I am late as usual. hahahaahha

    This is such a great song.

    Nobody will read this.

    Hell, 300 million folks in this country alone will never read this even if I were on time.

    And you aint even American.

    hhahahahahaahah

    Anyway I love this song.

    Get ready, here I come,

    the end


    I have been wondering where you were ...  Don't stay away for so long, I need someone to play with!    I guess you know by now that I like trivia and minutiae ... It is the little things in Life ... etc.
     


    I predicted (in my brain) that you or Momoe would show up next.

    We live lives of quiet desperation or something like that.

    That Trope would actually show up?

    And like he intimated, we live in such wonderful times.

    Access to the entire Earth?

    And thank you Mr. Smith.

    I was lost and now I am found.

    hahahahahahahah

     


    A new machine, wow!  Good thing you figured out that you had an extended warranty. Maybe now you won't have all the trouble you were fighting all the time?  

    You didn't tell us how you got your package in the box? Did you have to have Fed Ex pick it up?

    I also was wondering where you were at.  Of coarse I always think of the worst and worry.  

    Now you need to try opening a new account on face book. 

     


    Hi Momoe.

    Fed Ex showed up and I signed at noon or so today.

    It was magic.

    Sometimes, warranties work.

    No kidding.

    But Fed Ex did not pick up anything.

    They delivered the box and then I deposited the box, with problems as I wrote.

    Then Fed Ex showed up at my door (I had alerted the management this morning) and there it was.

    Anyway, this all works.

    Life does not always work.

    BUT THIS WORKED!


    I am Lost Living Inside Myself. 


    How do we know said computer which you claim was your own, was not harboring, hiding, obfuscating or concealing information or vital leads to the Republican investigation of Hillary's deep criminal involvement in the Obama cover-up of the Benghazi terror attack?

    Did you ever consider sending the hard drive to Darrell Issa and his Benghazi committee to see what could be recovered to help Republicans regain the White House?

    Anyway, glad to have you back Richard!


    Okay, there is my NCD! hahhahahah

    The only thing is that if you are nobody, nobody aint goin to spend monies to find ya.

    hahahahahah

    Unless there are gov agents attempting to get rush, they do not give one damn about me.

    the end

    hahahaha


    "Extensions of vital organs" PLURAL ???  Methinks we should now call you "Dicks Day". If that was a Viagra trick, you should share the name - I thought these were just generics. Maybe that FedEx guy slipped you some of his own concoction of Preparation P - worth the overnight charges, so to speak.


    Well at my age, the stomach as well as my nose keeps growing. hahahahah

    Actually, this is all good news for hemorrhoid sufferers. But tell me where I can get this Preparation P. Preparation H is the closest I can get to nirvana. hahahahah

     

     

    I am getting so damn old!


    d!


    Mr. Day, enjoyed reading this.

    Technology is one thing that can push me over the edge, like the amount of time and frustration it took to add "access all" to my car's Sirius account. The service costs $18 extra but setting up a new password took me close to an hour and I was ready to cancel the whole project. I finally figured out that the frustration has to do with the feeling of loss of control.

    Please keep writing. You are appreciated.


    The Stones tell us

    IT'S JUST A KISS AWAY

    I love your kisses.

    You have a nice weekend Oxy.

    You sure made mine!


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