Never mind rock'n'roll.
I am on a bad roll.
For a computer geek, I'd make a fine blacksmith.
Persistence runs in my family, but it's like a chimp with fleas here. Both suffer damnably, and neither can win.
One was doing so well when one started out blogging. I could work out complex problems by pick, pluck and pray.
But now Hephaestus, the god of technology seems to have abandoned me, and I am reduced to simple shepherd.
How nice it was in the old days of hot lead.
Yeah, but that had its peculiarities too. I thought I could read backwards all right till I got down to a chase of newspaper or book print.
Jesus. Upper and lower case letters do not look the same way at all. Might as well be cuneiform, viz., <<<<<<<<<<<<
Dyslexia does no run in my family. While in the Air Force, I had to learn to write backwards on a lit plexiglass map so the controller in front facing me could get the track symbols and information, speeds of the planes, weather reports and all.
After a while it got to be second nature to write backwards. But if you put these very words up on a mirror ritght now, you'll see that the letters themselves are actually turned around. They have risers and descenders, serifs too. Never got the knack of setting up a page of hot lead type backwards. This was a special skill of the linotye operator, always a gay guy, for some reason.
Gay poeple are more left-handed than not. The right homme in the right place?
Had to be some reason I failed as a linotype operator.
Work around lead all the time. Lead poisoning. Mad hatters in the composing room.
And lordy, be careful not to spill a chase of type and start picking all the letter slugs up. Puff the tragic typie will getcha.
We used to make up songs about it.
Puff the tragic typie
Sat high on the shelf.
Couldn't find a **** to grab
So he ended up grabbing himself.
Yeah. Upper and lower.
They say the most complex problems are solved, oddly, with humour.
I am losing my sense of humour.
For god's sake, all I want to do is write, and maybe set up a picture or two. Is that too difficult to execute?
Well, not until I got my Windows 2000.
Never mind Bill Gates or all the ingenuity and the money he has.
Dare I say that a product has been put on the market that doesn't work half the time?
I am starting to believe that Mac really is "better built trucks."
And Windows is a shuck.
I am so frustreaded that I am starting to swear in Afrikaans.
Never mind H T M L
Rhymes with Boorkill, in Afrikaans.
Which is quasi-Dutch for a farmer's major appendage.
And that's quite an HTML tag.