Against the odds, I actually got my computer set up _by myself_ while only creating a plastic mess, not an electronic one. Now I'm a champion for labeling for dummies. For ex, why didn't the modem come with a label: "THIS IS YOUR MODEM!" The CDs came with warning labels: "Don't throw this away!" I am nothing if not compliant, especially when an electronic device speaks to me. Or any ancillary devices. Or anything with a label, really.
Also, I think I may have signed up for 3 or 4 ISPs. If I understand that acronym correctly. This wouldn't be a problem, except I think I gave them some "personal information". oh dear
Now I can send and receive email, watch YouTube and Jib Jab, and play mahjongg. Oh, and write for my blog. I don't know how the world lives in such a perpetual state of excitement. I can only imagine how I will.
Tomorrow, I may learn how to use my personal CD player. Or figure out how to use the windshield wiper controls on my new car. If nothing exciting happens, I can always make an unasked-for moral pronouncement on some bizarrity afflicting the world. Among the thousands of possibilities, how could I ever decide which deserves my discerning attention _right now_?
Fortunately there are 365 days in a year to fill up with blogs
woo hoo
