MM has absolutely HAD IT with his new Win8 laptop. Nothing but trouble. He opens a new tab, and Internet Explorer quits working; it has a “metro” opening screen with icons hidden. You have to run the cursor around to find all that hidden stuff. It wasn’t easy even getting the dang thing simply to shut down. Sheesh! Mayday…help!!!
Keith to the rescue. We had our computer geek come over yesterday to tweak a few things, especially this laptop before it gets thrown out a real window, then get it connected to our network.
Our geek has a solution to the Win8 difficulties—a free-trial program that turns the system into Win7. Bring it on! He did. It is working. MM is happy. If the program and the laptop play together well, MM can buy the program at the end of the trial for a mere $5. Yeah buddy! That’s a cheap fix.
We still have some issues with our HP wireless printer, but that is an internal issue in the printer, so we have to deal with HP directly on that. Bugger.
Progress. We has some. Plus while Keith was here, I started digging out old electronics…bunches of parts and pieces of this and that, no longer needed. These will be saved up to take to the next electronics recycle day event.
Spring cleaning is in the air, which means that this morning MM has already bailed out and gone to his shop where he can tinker on some manly equipment, leaving me here to do “pink” jobs.
Grease is in his future; dust is in mine.
That’s life in sunny Mayberry today.
Happy May Day, y’all!
A woman received a call that her daughter was sick.
She stopped by the pharmacy to get medication,
got back to her car and found that she had locked her keys inside.
The woman found an old rusty coat hanger left on the ground. She looked at it and said, "I don't know how to use this."
She bowed her head and asked God to send her HELP.
Within 5 minutes a beat up old motorcycle pulled up.
A bearded man who was wearing an old biker skull rag got off his cycle and asked if he could help.
She said: "Yes, my daughter is sick. I’ve locked my keys in my car. I must get home. Please, can you use this hanger to unlock my car?"
He said, "Sure." He walked over to the car, and in less than a minute the car was open.
She hugged the man and through tears said, "Thank You SO Much! You are a very nice man."
The man replied, "Lady, I am NOT a nice man. I just got out of PRISON yesterday; I was in prison for car theft."
The woman hugged the man again sobbing, "Oh, thank you God! You even sent me a Professional!"
Is GOD Good or What!?
IN GOD WE TRUST
Hat tip: Pat Lewis
