I purchased a new computer. It is very nice. I will name it Wilson. Things named Wilson tend to be pretty solid. Wilson's are not flashy, but they get the job done. Which, for my new MacBook Air is really all I am looking for. That and it is light. Wilson's are light. And sturdy. Sturdy old Wilson.
Boy, was this thing expensive. I am going to yell each and every time I see an Apple commercial - you caused my computer to cost an additional $350 because of your inflated marketing/advertising budget. But it was time. My old computer is five years old and no longer connected to the internet. So that was a problem. I am pretty sure that a laptop that does not connect to the internet is a modern day paperweight. Or is there a more technically relevant analogy? Whatever it is, the thing no longer had any true value other than document storage.
I am looking at my now retired laptop, a Toshiba without a name, and scoffing at it. I mean, the thing is junk. Pure junk. I am glad I never gave it the honor of a name like Wilson.
Now that Wilson and I are up and running expect many more blog posts about nonsense and beer and running and the subway and my new book and grown men stealing gum ball machines and iced coffee and football and why I love to market stuff and funny folks and why I think government assistance to people who purchase Arizona Iced Tea and bags of Funions with my tax dollars is a bad idea.
Oh, the places we will go.
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