Well it seems my new PC has bit the dust, my crash cart a plug and an unplug while saying “Stat!” in my head. A few seconds of life then nothing. Now the possible nightmare of customer service begins, it is kind of a roll of the dice, though I have talked with Dell before and they’re one of the good ones … well after an interminable hold, though Andy Bale, the afternoon guy from WHUD here, recently called me the ‘Camel of hold’, which is perfect so I’ll be Ok if so. Here’s to hoping being one of the good ones is the same again, well maybe minus some of that interminable hold. Even Camels of such can get frustrated, impatient and thirsty.
Needless to say I’m disappointed. I’ve been so happy over the last few months with this expense that I can’t afford, lot’s of grilled cheese and tuna sandwiches have followed, butter or a can opener (always at least have some tomato for the fancying). Ok, that’s being overly dramatic. I just really like grilled cheese and tuna sandwiches with tomato an added bonus for either but still, I think you get the point. It was a cost, but I do have a backup … a backup PC (the old girl) thus these words.
I’ve always felt the need for backups. Gotta have backups. Got a shitload of Pirates hats at the ready, in BB, my studio, on my kitchen counter, always an extra t-shirt on the back of that chair at work, especially on sweaty days, that extra small hand sanitizer now just in case, that extra pair of underwear bundled in that t-shirt also for the sweaty, even backup cats. There’s always been the new guard to back up the current. Shoes to Benny, Bella to Shoes, Grayson then Blink to Bella (though those two, who sit on top of my fridge now, their fave spot, not much for conversation but at least a nice remembered “hello” and a stretched pat at my head, didn’t work out as I had planned … Bella and I miss you both). But shit, I never thought I’d have to break out the “backup PC” so early, especially with my excitement of taking the leap to something new. Hell, I never even imagined that I would have the two, but I still haven’t transferred all of my stuff, a boatload of documents and pictures documenting and recalling of days. But my old girl is still here.
Yes, I have felt downright decadent looking at two monitors on my PC desk and the two towers that come with them over the last few months. Even Mimi the Quirky has looked want to question the extravagance of this set up as she circles to set up shop on the keyboard or mouse I’m not using.
But this disappointment stems from, after years of little quirks and misfires that I knew would need be addressed the hope that when that leap to something new was made that it would actually work. And I had really started to organize my stuff while writing more than I ever have. Now whether any of it is any good is all to the beholder, bereader but it has made me happy, something in short supply these days.
I was in the midst of editing down another sung editorial when my newbie decided to just … ummm … to just not. But, as backups will attest, they are backups for a reason. I was able to rebuild this tune for instance, albeit from scratch, but still it wasn’t completely lost.
Me and Covid Down By The Schoolyard
Check Check
Hello?
Is this thing on?
Can ya hear me in the back?
Trumpy the Tinpot rolled in his head
Reasons for his orange misfortune
He was convinced it was a plot at sabotage
And he silenced all investigation
It’s just not fair
My me up in the air
I whine it’s just not fair
Of what else do I care
Trumpy looked round scored blame to be found
Shafting all engaged organizations
Telling smart to take a hike, stupid’s got this round
You can trust of our best intentions
Well we’re on our way
To worst response we just say ‘fake’
We’re on our way
Taking blind time
Hoping it goes away
Goodbye science, we’re King of Corona
Seein’ Me and Covid
Down by the schoolyard
Seein’ Me and Covid
Down by the schoolyard
(Break …)
Wahhh-Ooooh
If we send ‘em back to school
Everything would sure be cool
Pretty up re-election chances
Kennedy a mental not (knot)
Played tough and took a shot
At teachers he can kiss the ass of
Well we’re on our way
To worst response we just say ‘fake’
We’re on our way
Taking blind time
Hoping it goes away
Goodbye science, we’re King of Corona
Me and Covid
Down by the schoolyard
Seein’ Me and Covid
Down by the schoolyard
Seein Me and Covid
Down in the graveyard
Hey?
Did you hear me in the back alright?
Hello?
You suck
Thank you
You’re welcome
Check Check
Hello?…..
All I can hope for is that the rest of what I have worked on these last covid months (I’ve been quite prolific) isn’t lost when I get someone on the phone and try and explain.
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