
I think this photo describes how I feel today. My computer started having the hiccups and the sound in the receiver of my phone land line got so scratchy, I couldn't hear anyone who called.
Of course I called Ma Bell (Verizon in this world where there are just too many mother bells), and I got that lady who wouldn't be inturrupted, not under any circumstances, because she's not a she nor is she a he, its not even a real person at the other end.
At any rate, I hung up before she finished because I was in no mood to talk to a robot, and I made my appointment for a service man to come on the Internet. He'll arrive to fix my phone in a week.
I don't have a cell phone because if I started to drive with one, I wouldn't be here to write and submit photographs to this blog. I don't believe in doing anything other than drive when I'm behind the wheel (though I have to admit, I eat while I drive).
On to my computer, which also got sick. Lucky for me that I still had my OS X disk to start up from (press the C while I rebooted). I reinstalled the nifty operating system and, viola, my computer was healed and runs like a top.
The above shot, by the way, is my favorite kind of trailer hooked up to my second favorite kind of car. I caught this rustic, maybe-I'll-go-and-eat-fried-things setting last year in Desert Hot Springs, CA.
This picture would be perfect for someone opening a restaurant that fries everything with wooden walls and a diner theme.






































