Shopping around for a new laptop

I do most of my work and personal business on my Laptop, it seems that where ever I go it goes along also. I fear that I have become very dependent on this piece of technology that keeps us all connected so well with each other and of course the Internet certainly is a must.

It saddens me to think that I will be needing a more updated version of what I have now, I’m not looking forward to the task ahead of me of comparison shopping to see what is out there that will be the best for what I need and what I’m willing to pay for it. I’ve had this one for over 5 years now and it has done real well but there is so much more out there these days and I’m now willing to try and replace it with a bigger and better version.

I’ll take my time, I know there are several web-sites out there that are designed to assist you with such a task, I think that I will start looking them out and taking them much more seriously now.

My newest read

I find that I enjoy reading about a variety of subjects and right now I have started a novel by Steven Pressfield entittelld The Afghan Campaign. I have not read his other two novels, Gates of Fire & Virtues of War, but I am enjoying what I have read so far and I imagine that I will be looking to see if I can locate his others when I am done with this one.

This is a story based 2,300 years ago when an unbeaten army of the west invaded the homeland of a fierce eastern tribal foe and told by one of the soldiers of that war. I must say that Mr. Pressfield is an impressive storyteller and so far a fine military writer that writes about moments of valor and cowardice, lust, and humor as well.

 

Thinking ahead about Father’s Day

I consider myself to be a very lucky man in the fact that I have been blessed with two very healthy parents that are still basically independent even though they are both in their 80′s. And the fact that we live pretty close to each other, less than a hour’s drive, has turned into such a positive thing for us all. My other siblings have all moved out of state and we don’t see each other near as much as we all would like, but when we do manage to get everyone together we make the best of it and enjoy the moment as well as we can.

There was talk a few months back about the possibility of trying to get us all together to celebrate Father’s Day, but things just didn’t work out so well and we had to pull the plug on that idea.

So, Father’s Day is coming up real soon, I guess I better start looking around, thank God for the Internet, it will make shopping a whole lot easier that having to go out and dealing with traffic and the weather and all that other bothersome nonsense that goes along with shopping in the real world.

A Man and His Dog

I’ve a friend, he’s a “Biker”. And what I mean when I say “Biker” is that he is the real deal ,motorcycle maniac, hardcore Harley riding bad boy from way back! Point is, when you see this guy, big guy, way over 200 lbs, fully bearded, long hair pulled back into a ponytail, wearing beat up old jeans and an even older leather jacket, you’d think his dog must be one monstrous mastiff or over-sized pitbull or something. Nope, not my buddy the man owns what must be the smallest and ugliest shitzu on the planet!

The wind and rain of summer

Had an outrageous date tonight! The lady and I went out for dinner at an Italian restaurant to start off the evening after which we had originally planned to take in the local off Broadway style theatre. What really happened after our meal, which was outstanding by the way, was to get soaked to the bone by a sudden downpour from an unexpected rain storm! During our shower, courtesy of Mother Nature, my date became a bit flustered and insisted that I take her back to my place so that she could get out of her wet clothes and into something dry. Somewhat surprising to me because The only thing I have for her to wear would be one of my robes and I wasn’t to sure of what it was she had in mind. needless to say, by evening’s end, this lovely woman had only my best interests at heart. After battling wind and rain to make it home she told me of the one sure thing attracted her to me, my laughter! The next day she bid me farewell as she was off to the airport for her flight to Paris France, (I neglected to mention that she is a stewardess on a major airline), the last words out of her pretty little mouth were, ” darling, the wind blew, the crap flew, and I’m only here for a day or two!”, to which she was gone. Such a lovely girl that one.