Well, it looks as though Cher has finally given up on me and stopped following, and it looks as though she's banished me from her site as well. I haven't dared to comment on her latest post this morning for fear of rejection and noticing that I am now down to 84 this morning, I trawled through the list to see who had jumped ship, and her name was nowhere to be found.
It has to be because of the photo of the packet of oats that I lifted from her abandoned post last night and posted up on my own, along with the finishing off of her sentence with a rather flippant serving suggestion which had John in a complete tizzy which culminated in his storming off in a huff because of the amount of times I deleted his contribution of "Huh?". I very rarely delete comments (as Chris will attest), but I just thought that when Cher did get around to looking at it, it would only compound the confusion to explain something which was unexplainable - a simple hi-jack and piss-take. Shame, really - she is my closest physical neighbor, only a few miles away from Bath, but her contributions to my scribblings had pretty much dried up anyway.
Anyway, I've torn the post down, screwed it up and thrown it in the bin now, but I doubt if that will be that. Well, I hope not anyway.
I'm just plucking up the courage to install Snow Leopard (TM) on this Mac, so this post is more of a displacement activity than anything with real substance. I suppose it is a heart-felt request for a group prayer, really. If it all goes wrong, then you might not hear from me for some time anyway, but I might make a sacrifice to the gods if it all goes right - maybe I'll put up a sacred blog which contains all the deleted comments from the past 868 posts. It would be a very short, very dull and very unpopular entry though.
I don't know how often or how deeply you ever delve into the darkest recesses of your computer, but it is a scary experience if you don't know what you are doing. I always feel as though I should take a virtual ball of string in with me so that I can find my way back again, but have never found one long enough. Apparently the corridor lighting on this latest operating system is vastly improved - let's hope they have put up a lot of signposts down there too.
The thing that Macs are known for best is their ease of use, and a lot of the development goes into making them 'idiot-proof'. The downside of this is that they tend to turn the average user into an idiot in the process, they are that clever.
I have an image of row upon row of 22 year-old geeks, sitting in air-conditioned offices in California, all mumbling to their nearest neighbor in undecipherable Beavis and Butthead-speak as they rattle off codes and cyphers late into the cicada trilling night as pre-recorded messages from Steve Jobs echo from unseen speakers around them, keeping them on message.
I wonder what will happen when those messages run out? Mr Jobs was a pretty good talker, by all accounts, so I will probably be dead before his utterances become obsolete. That image says, 'Available August 28th' - let's hope they don't mean this August.
Right - time for that prayer.