...ponderings from the pen of a poet, via the heart of a human, often touched by the wicked sense of humour of an observer of oddities...
Saturday, 2 May 2009
The Culprit
...... seems to be the keybo ar d No. 1 son will come to my rescue with a spare. You can see the problem, as the word 'key board' doesn't like to be typed without a gratuitous space o r two. My typing is bad enough without its help. More when possible - little blue Numlock light is flashing and winking at me i n alarm. The spaces have a mind of their ow n at present, sorry for the oddities!
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Booby trapped! Hope he works it out.
ReplyDeleteNot exactly a wicket but sticky nonetheless.
ReplyDeleteAha! Cannot believe my techy diagnosis was right. LOL. Maybe the universe is trying to remind you that you need more open space? :)
ReplyDeleteSp ace. T he n e w fron ti er...
ReplyDeleteYou even have a way of making keyboard troubles sound poetic! Great attitude ... and delicious descriptions!
ReplyDeleteWait. It could just magically fix itself. No?
ReplyDeleteActually, thanks for sharing the oddities...they are quite a fun form of visual aid...Love it!
ReplyDeleteYay for you that son is coming to the rescue!!! :-)
ReplyDeleteNice your son is coming to the rescue. Good luck. Use the time to rest your eyes some more. Happy week-end.
ReplyDeleteI quite like it! It's cute.
ReplyDeleteAnnoying when typing I bet, but cute.
Ineverhavespacekeyproblems.Never! ;)
ReplyDeleteOh it made me l au gh with all your odd little sp a ces!!!
ReplyDeleteLove
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Jinksy, I've returned to work, as you know, and I hate my new keyboard, as it is small, and the keys stick...
ReplyDeleteNot like my lovely tippy tappy noisy laptop keyboard at all... And I've missed catching up with you, as I cannot blog at work - I sit right next to my boss, and would only do so at lunchtime, but I am conscious that they're all going to get very curious about our blog pages, which I've managed to keep relatively secretive about overall... Hope you are looking after yourself!
My explanation for my computer problems is that the late George Carlin, for no particular reason other than to get away from the great rehab in the sky, often resides in the escape key of my keyboard reaping havoc in my life. I guess it's as good an explanation as any other.
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