Technology and I are at odds.
The new zippy computer that got us all atwitter here at the Little-House-On-The-Corner now casts a cloud of frustration across the small expanse of carpet that is our main room.
Obviously, with the luck I'm having, I will forego a lottery purchase this weekend.
I'm typing this on TechnoBoy's CPU, the just-turned-17-yesterday progeny that has narrowed the problem down through meandering internet research and the facebooking/twittering/youtubing of the geek community.
It's Windows 8.
So, tomorrow I load the problem all up in its original casing-including purchase receipt, jump back in the car, take it back to Office Max and either get Windows 7 loaded or get my money back.
I hope.
I believe in the Resurrection of Jesus Christ.
But I'm having a hard time with having faith in the resurrection of Toshiba
But I'm sorry.
And thanks for reading.