Friday, July 14, 2006

Touch My 8 Inch...monitor.



Welcome to the new comand centre. This post is being written entirely by touch screen (as seen above) because the snazzy wireless KB with built in trackball still has not arrived. So I am forced to peck at the onscreen KB with my little telescopic stylus, which is already annoying. But the new computer is now online which just by virtue of its newness should improve the quality of this blog by alomost three million percent, which would place it on par with those blogs for online casinos, and 'happy good fortune investment newses'.
This is giving me a headache, but I'm getting pretty fast at it. You-can-sort-of-tap-to-the-music-which-sort-of-helps. You can pretend you are playing that game of chicken where you tap the tip of a knife in between your fingers laid flat on the table, going faster and faster until yyou stab yourself. That double 'y' back there represents a stab to my index finger, second knuckle. Damn it, now I'm bleedding (ow!) bleeding.

3 comments:

Dan said...

You'd better put something under that coffee mug or it might mess up that nice table.

SkookumJoe said...

you don't like the blue? Missus painted every room powder blue. Walls tend to blend together and you lose spatial abilities. I keep clipping my shoulder on door frames.

exile said...

all the hightec power this great machine possesses and you're looking at my stubble...