I'm having an electronic melt-down.
The tv in my living room is TOO BIG, and doesn't go on 'til someone else in the house turns it on. Then, like a fly to ointment, I schwoop in, plunk myself down and cannot leave. Cannot. It's a sickness.
Cel phones ring or vibrate or do their cute little bloopity bleeps 28 000 times more than they used to, and so face to face conversations get interrupted that much more. I got a look of sheer amazement when I told a store clerk I had summoned that I could let my phone ring while we talked. What a novel thought. I own the thing.
I just paid over $100 for a new power cord for this lap top because I dropped the thing on it's connection and went 2 days w/o computer (oh bliss, oh lovely breath of fresh air). And then $50 for a quieter keyboard for the desk model so that the clickety clack of the keys don't interfere with tv watching. (?)
The above pic was taken because after making a special trip to the special mac store (where they surely would be able to help me) to buy a patch cord for mac-tv. Granted, the nice young feller (when did I start to say that kind of thing???) spent a considerable amount of time looking online for an image of the back of our tv. I had to phone home and get the model # of the thing because, if you can imagine, they don't make one type of cord to do the job I want done. In fact, the research was to find out if I need one cord or two or three. Sigh.
If anyone can leave a note on here telling me that I have or have not taken a picture of the correct part of the back of the tv, so that the young feller (!) can help me, I'd appreciate it, thanks.
All that, and I've got some kind of intellectual, or emotional, or both, block about getting myself set up to teach art online. I wonder why.
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