The late Jim Hurd, public librarian and man of the people, used to drink with a good ol' boy named Li'l G. G was not impressed by Hurd's computer abilities. "I'll buy a computer when they invent one that'll suck my dick", said G.
Hurd said, "Well, Li'l G, start savin' up".
There's supposed to be some kind of mobile app thing on my fancy new phone that will allow me to post here. I got cross eyed typing on those teensy little keys and then hit "Post". I got back an error message saying that I needed to register my device by sending an email with the word "REGISTER" in the text. I made the mistake of sending the word, "register" instead. I got back another email ordering me to send another email with the word "REGISTER" in the text. I tried to comply, got another error message. Tried again, failed again etc.
Finally the google and phone company decided I was a good boy and set me up with a new blog. I don't want a new blog. I want to post at this blog. Oh well.
I don't care how many stars it got. I'm not going to buy that blowjob app.
1 comment:
ha ha ha ha...nice. the 'now-ness' of all these damn gadgets can be convenient i'm sure, but something tells me you like it best when you can pound your thoughts out on a conventional keyboard at home, the library, the cafe, etc.
i sure do...
Post a Comment