Herself: Yes, I wouldn’t let him buy the 200 buck e-machine.
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He got grumpier and grumpier until eventually we grabbed him away from the open computer and off to a donut. All those calories later, and all that frosting which should have been more than 6 points, we went back to her cottage, packed us all up and were off to Frye’s.
Her Frye’s has miles of giant fish tanks, deep sea divers a la 1942, fishy stuff hanging from the ceiling, and acres of entertainment for the uninitiated. Ours is a boring warehouse. There was even a shark right inside the door. It was a whole themed computer store, and I was sucked right in. My feet dragged as I pulled myself over to the computer section where he shopping by money and I shopped by reliability.
We compromised on a rebuilt Gateway…decent enough he says. On par with what we have here. No more five hours to upload anything…she’s in for a surprise or two. He brought all the old computer’s parts home and installed them in an antique that barely had enough ram to wake Windows 7. He discovered that her mother board had died just as he opened the computer to check it out, but everything else was ok.
She’s named the new computer after him, and gave me my old favorite denims back. They are too big on her so may fit me again.
There’s improvement everywhere it seems.