I Never Learn!

Ok...I'm getting the hang of this...really I am...

What I've learned:  Do not leave your journal entry without saving it!  I just did it...and I did it the last time too...a lot of my words are going out into cyber space!  So, I'm going to send you a little poem that my boss, Bettie, sent me from our IP Site.  http://www.bookreviewers.org/

Why Computers Sometimes Crash!
by Dr. Seuss.
(You gotta read this one out loud)

If a packet hits a pocket on a socket on a port,

and the bus is interrupted at a very last resort,

and the access of the memory makes your floppy disk abort,

then the socket packet pocket has an error to report.

If your cursor finds a menu item followed by a dash,

and the double-clicking icon puts your window in the trash,

and your data is corrupted cause the index doesn't hash,

then your situation's hopeless and your system's gonna crash!

If the label on the cable on the table at your house,

says the network is connected to the button on your mouse,

but your packets want to tunnel to another protocol,

that's repeatedly rejected by the printer down the hall.

And your screen is all distorted by the side effects of gauss,

so your icons in the window are as wavy as a souse;

then you may as well reboot and go out with a bang,

'cuz sure as I'm a poet, the sucker's gonna hang.

When the copy on your floppy's getting sloppy in the disk,

and the macro code instructions are causing unnecessary risk,

then you'll have to flash the memory and you'll want to RAM your ROM,

and then quickly turn off the computer and be sure to tell your Mom!

Well, that certainly clears things up for me. How about you?

Thank you, Bill Gates, for bringing all this into our lives

Happy Computing in 2006

P.S.  A lot of Moms aren't around for us...so just grin and bear it!  Like I do!

Later!  LOL!

Cabin Fever? Or Spring at Last!

It's Cabin Fever
by Rebecca Brown

When the walls in your home seem everso close
& the spaces between the furniture have shrunk
& the windows are dirty & the ceiling is low...
it's cabin fever.

When you bury your nose in dried mint
& open seed catalogs for inspiration
& beg your indoor plants to grow...
it's cabin fever.

When watery sunshine draws you out
& you bask in its faint warmth
& you change your clothes three times...
it's cabin fever.

When you notice the webs between your toes
& the dog won't follow you out into the rain
& you watch TV for sun–drenched scenes...
it's cabin fever.

When your tastebuds scream for something green
& oranges are first on your shopping list
& canned anything tastes like metal...
it's cabin fever.

When jumping into the car is an adventure
& every mile & errand fascinating
& you cannot sit still for another moment...
it's cabin fever.

When two's a crowd
& the UPS guy is Dr. Livingston
& you're reading junk mail...
Then cabin fever has got you.

It only lasts a month
& though you know it's imminent
& still it infects you until
all of a sudden you realize...

You're in a fever of pacing & growling
& fuming & howling
& huffing & puffing
at the confines of your little nest.

It's time to get out where no walls crowd
& no electricity hums.
& it's outside for any reason
where a body can move & breathe free.

As surely as the slugs return, cabin fever cometh.

By Rebecca of RebeccaReads.Com

Have you visited Rebecca? http://www.rebeccasreads.com/thoughts.html Cabin Fever is one of her creations! Since I enjoy living in and talking about my cabin, I asked her for permission to use it here in my little corner of the internet. Now I won’t say that I have Cabin Fever exactly, but I must admit that even though the cold continues, I’ve been pulling on a warm jacket and heading outside. I’ve freed my upcoming flowers from their cover of leaves and picked up all of the smaller limbs and branches that were broken by the crushing snows we had this year. And, of course I have to stop and bend down to wish each cat or kitten a good morning!

No, I don’t normally get Cabin Fever because there are too many books to keep my mind enthralled! Let me tell you about one in particular!

Lisa Jackson has become one of my favorite writers. I get a kick seeing her picture in the back. After reading a "gory story" there is this young woman who looks like she is still in college…unsophisticated, just starting out…And yet! Wow, do her books sizzle! I just finished Fatal Burn. Almost 500 pages of twists and turns kept me riveted. A young girl is kidnapped. And her father is taking an active role in finding her! He heads right to her birth mother, hoping that she is who has stolen his daughter. Not only is that not the case, but there are other people who are now being murdered…and clues are left indicating that the murderer is also holding the kidnapped girl. Ok, I didn’t know for sure "whodunit" but I did guess right! Does that count? Anyway, there were lots of suspects…lots of action…and lots of attraction between the adoptive father and the birth mother…Can’t get any better!