Yes…Oh d’Horreur! It has happened to me… I cannot believe it. For the last few weeks my MacBook Pro has been acting up, and sure enough, I finally hit “Yes” on the updater and it went to sleep and never woke back up. I held it in my lap as I watched while it fried it’s own little brain to death. The guys at the Genius Bar said there’s nothing left and that it has to go “away” for ten days to get a whole new brain. Ten Days. I can’t just not work for ten unexpected days! So, it looks like I’m getting myself a snazzy newly remodeled MacBook Pro tomorrow… I hate getting first run anything, but I would lose more money in business in those two weeks than it would cost to get a whole new set up. 

So it looks like a nifty new MBP for me, the loved one will get my old guy when it gets back from “away”. I might even spring for the Time Capsule so I get the automatic, periodic, wireless backing-up. Either way I am just wishing I were more excited about getting a new computer, but I am having a hard time dealing with what’s lost… it’s been weeks since my last back up. Back Up, People! BACK UP!

I am reporting from my loved one’s Powerbook G4. Tomorrow, my new MacBook Pro. Yeah.

I’m back from my two-week Costa Rican vacation with Michael! But I’m torn between a few minor dilemmas. Am I happy to be back, or do I miss the kooky Costa Rica way of life? Do I write up a whole day-by-day itinerary with salient points and pictures to prove, or an overall analysis of my Central American adventures with Miguelito? Do I put up a post before I go ahead and sort and set up all 300 pictures we took on Flickr or wait?

Until I answer some of these questions for myself, let me just put it out there that we are very well, alive, and totally had a great trip! I would suggest to anyone who asked to totally take the trip, but everyone we know has already been there.

So, without further ado, here are some pics on Flickr to keep the masses happy until I get around to a larger, more intriguing post.

Costa Rica A La Flickr

• I put a hundred or so shots up on Flickr, so go check them out!

Although I have been in my own mind imagining this blog to detail positive, insightful, helpful perceptions on life as we know it, I have to digress for a second and log in a few observational complaints…

First and foremost on the news-meter today: Starbucks free wi-fi. Two words: Two Hours? Who the heck in any professional sense would be able to effectively utilize two hours a day? You know what this says? This says: “Come on in. Spend your money on over-caffeinated jet fuel and sit in here buying more and more of the addictive stuff and then get the hell out. You’re taking up a precious consumer seat. And if you think you’d be able to move on to the myriad, non-chain coffee houses offering free wi-fi to finish up your work, think again. You cannot humanly saturate your now-slightly-vibrating frame with any more caffeine. You can hardly sit down right now as your jerkily packing up your things anyway. See your wallet tomorrow, jitter-bug!”

Secondly: Hillary Rodham Clinton, Bill Belichick, and retiring baseball players. What the hell is with people opting into agreements of rules and then, when they break them, saying they don’t want full punishment. Or sometimes any punishment at all? And why oh why if someone who isn’t riddled with money so much as have a hair out of place it’s curtains, but if you consecutively video tape the other team and win SuperBowls, why does the National Football League basically do nothing? Oh, did Michigan and Florida break the rules and you agree to not count them? Then why don’t you just later change your mind, Hillary, and say you want those votes? Have a penchant for steroids although it’s against all moral and ethical rules, Barry Bonds? Who cares, you’ll still retire with honors and can hold your head up high because America — the land of people that initially agreed to sail the Atlantic and pay England taxes on the new land they were given — they’ll turn blind eye upon blind eye anyway.

Why? It’s that damn majority religion of Whom Shall Not Be Named. Rearing it’s ugly head again. It’s always that damn majority religion. There’s a definite grey area when it comes to people who have money on how far they’ll stretch the old forgiveness quotient. It makes me think of that Emo Phillips joke: “When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bicycle. Then I realized that the Lord doesn’t work that way so I stole one and asked Him to forgive me.”

Okay, I’m done. Back to being a positive force in the universe. (Like that picture by the way? That’s courtesy of my sister, Trish Green.)