My computer just went to the ER, where it’s being given an emergency lobotomy. I know, I’m supposed to trust the ER DR, and not worry about what he’s doing to change my computer’s personality while he’s changing its brain cells. But seriously, folks – I fear that it may come out of the operation with a certain Bela Lugosi-ishness, leering at me with its one blinking eye as I enter the room.
Oh, sure, it’ll have a nice new brain – but will it recognize me? Will it allow me to touch it . . . what if it bites??? Before the operation, I was just the least little bit afraid to lay hands on it to get some work done. It had developed a low growl that only I could hear, every time I put it on my lap. Maybe it didn’t want to be a laptop any more. Maybe it had aspirations of moving higher on the computer chain. I wonder if it will come back as an iPhone? This could be Sirius!
Stay tuned, folks. Little Lubby gets out of the ER tomorrow. Sure hope she still knows me!