  Computers and Chocolate The top of my desk is Alabama in the 1960's. Black on the eastside. White on the west. A stack of unweildy cardboard boxes the size of small children are piled behind my chair, surrounded by a dead forest, ie. many manuals I'll never use (in five languages no less), and a whole mess of black twisty-ties. This blog is coming to you live from my sleek black modern new Dell computer with a very sleek black modern LCD screen. I hear it has very impressive megabyte mathingers and hordes of that RAM stuff. *twists hair, smiles, nods* Every so often my eyes wander over to pity the dusty dejected thirteen inch monitor of yesteryear.
How I'll miss the funky goo between the L and the K keys. One cannot ever get enough funky goo. On my list of Julie Andrews favorite things is my new CD burner. I'm highly excited about the notion of spending many hours plopped right here, downloading Yanni and Celine. Watching that tiny piece of paper twist across the screen, from one folder to the next, from one folder to the next, from one folder to the next, from one folder to the next....so on and so forth.
What could be better, I ask. I love the internet. I really do. So much interesting stuff one can find here. Why just today, in my quest for a cool new screen saver, I inadvertantly uncovered some very convincing evidence that urlLink Willy Wonka is Satan . *in Bart Simpson voice* Cooooooool. 
