Oh, well now, THIS is interesting! Here we are trying to crack down on spammers, and the RIAA is doing a little spamming of its own!

Today we moved everything that was Erin's (except for the bed) and took it downstairs. I've spent the day moving stuff from one room to the other. Most of it's just . . . .junk. Junk junk junk. Stuff. Things I have no use for. Things I have no place for. Just . . . stuff. Knicknacks. Former presents I've never used and feel guilty getting rid of. (is there a statute of limitations for getting rid of unwanted gifts?) I just feel so surrounded by . . . things. Why do I have all this? How did it accumulate? Sometimes I think I'd be happy with just a computer, a dresser and a bed in here. Get rid of the rest so it'll stop creeping up behind me and piling itself up in the corners. I want to see WALLS and FURNITURE, not the stuff piled up around it. It's going to take some careful planning (and a few boxes) to minimize the stuff I have before it starts multiplying again.

I'd also like to point out that that there's no light on my new keyboard to indicate whether or not the caps lock is on.

"Excuse me, Sir."


"Is that you again, Moses?"


"I'm afraid it is, Sir."


"What is it this time, Moses; more computer problems?"


"How did you guess?"


"I don't have to guess, Moses. Remember?"


"Oh, yes; I forgot."


"Tell me what you want, Moses."


"But you already know; remember?"


"Moses!"



"Sorry, Sir."


"Well, go ahead, Moses; spit it out."


"Well, I have a question, Sir. You know those 'ten things' you sent me?"


"You mean the Ten Commandments, Moses?"


"That's it. I was wondering if they were important."


"What do you mean 'were important', Moses? Of course, they are important. Otherwise, I would not have sent them to you."


"Well - sorry, Sir, but I lost them. I could say the dog ate them; but, of course, you would see right through that."


"What do you mean 'you lost them'? Are you trying to tell me you didn't save them, Moses?"


"No, Sir; I forgot!"


"You should always save, Moses."


"Yes, I know. You told me that before. I was going to, but I forgot. I did send them to some people before I lost them though."


"And did you hear back from any of them?"


"You already know I did. What about the one guy who said he never uses 'shalt not'? May he change the words a little bit?"


"Yes, Moses, as long as he does not change the meaning."


"And what about the guy who thought your stance was a little harsh, and recommended calling them the 'Ten Suggestions,' or letting people pick one or two to try for a while?"


"Moses, I will act like I did not hear that."


"I think that means 'no.' Well, what about the guy who said I was scamming him?"


"I think the term is 'spamming,' Moses."


"Oh, yes. I e-mailed him back and told him I don't even eat that stuff, and I have no idea how you can send it to someone through a computer."


"And what did he say?"


"You know what he said. He used Your name in vain. You don't think he might have sent me one of those - er - plagues, and that's the reason I lost those ten things, do you?"


"They are called 'viruses,' Moses."


"Whatever! This computer stuff is just too much for me. Can we just go back to those stone tablets? It was hard on my back taking them out and reading them each day, but at least I never lost them."


"We will do it the new way, Moses."


"I was afraid you would say that, Sir."


"Moses, what did I tell you to do if you messed up?"


"You told me to hold up this rat and stretch it out toward the computer."


"It's a mouse, Moses. Mouse! Mouse! And did you do that?"


"No, I decided to try the technical support first. After all, who knows more about this stuff than you, and I really like your hours. By the way, Sir, did Noah have two of these mice on the ark?"


"No, Moses."


"One other thing. Why did you not name them 'frogs' instead of 'mice,' because did you not tell me the thing they sit on is a pad?"


"I did not name them, Moses. Man did, and you can call yours a frog if you want to."


"Oh, that explains it. Kind of like Adam, huh, Sir? I bet some woman told him to call it a mouse. After all, was it not a woman who named one of the computers Apple?"


"Say good night, Moses."


"Wait a minute, Sir. I am stretching out the mouse, and it seems to be working. Yes, a couple of the 'ten things' have come back."


"Which ones are they, Moses?"


"Let me see. 'Thou shalt not steal from any grave an image' and 'Thou shalt not uncover thy neighbor's wife.'"


"Turn the computer off, Moses. I'm sending you another set of stone tablets."

We got the window curtains up! Turned out beautifully, although I'm still worried about the tree branches. We picked some up off the ground to use instead of curtain rods (price was right, and it fit in with the leaf pattern on the white sheer curtains) and I had a hard time with the ends 'fraying.' I figure if they fall apart, I can always go find more . . .