I’ve been banging away on this (rather expensive) MacBook laptop for almost six years now, and even though, crotchety person that I am, I do not think six years is a very long life for a machine I’ve taken good care of, it appears to be about to die. A few weeks ago it started making alarming crunching noises as it thought about things I’d asked it to do, and now the screen is going: Pixelated spots of color keep popping up and moving around in interesting patterns as I type or move the mouse. I’ve had to accept that I’ll need to replace the computer, so I’ve been backing up the only things of value on it–my huge digital music collection and a bunch of lousy photos I’ve taken of the places Joe and I have visited together. Oh, and of the beloved and exalted Trixie, my departed black cat companion whose (blithe) spirit keeps me company to this day. I’d hate to lose those pictures. Better put ’em on the external hard drive right now.
I’ve also come across a few pieces of writing I’d like to save. Here’s one for you to enjoy. I wrote it last year for inclusion in a compilation zine about food. I really just wanted to write about Mommie Dearest, one of my all-time favorite movies (remind me to tell you about the Mommie Dearest book club I did with my mom and sister), so I came up with a food theme from the film and wrote about that. Enjoy! (You can click on the image to make it larger and easier to read.)
Indicative Mood 