. . .'Takes a Computer

Okay, you know what I'm referring to -- to really mess up takes a computer. Well, Son and I have taken two days of our lives (and an unexpected chunk of money) to take care of glitches in his computer.

Yesterday, we had to take Son's computer into Knoxville to the guy we use as a guru because "The RAM has burnt out." (You know I'm a lousy cook -- I have no recipe for lamb, let alone RAM. Then the guru decided that we needed to clean something out. That took up a very boring hour.

When we got back home, all anxious to see how the computer would do -- the modem was dead. Son had to search through he room to find the disk for it, but it still wouldn't work.

We went back to Knoxville today, back to the guru to have a sub-guru fix it. Luckily it didn't take long. We spent more time talking about wireless and other goodies we'd like to have -- and I sneaked a couple long peeks at laptops. This time, we could easily do the West Town Mall and still avoid school buses.

I love computers -- except when they have little glitches that end us as charges on the charge card. But then again, if nothing ever happened, I'd never get to go to Knoxville.