I’m gonna keep this post short so I don’t insult anyone with one of those embarrassing typo’s that goes viral. I’m adding this post via iPad and I gotta tell you I look like an absolute high school freshman in typing class. Well there I go showing my age. I’m sure the classroom full of Smith Caronas went by the wayside decades ago. My MacBook Pro took a dive and has been sent off for surgery so I’m adding this post via iPad, this sucks. My seperation anxiety is already leading to desperate thoughts. How will I fare in the zombie apocalypse.
I know now I could never get work at the Apple Store. The guy who checked me and my MacPro in at the Genius Bar yesterday typed out the case notes incredibly fast on his iPad as he recommended a logic board replacement. Ok, young people can actually type on these things. Woo hoo! But do they know anything about carbon paper, ribbons and white out? Do they even know how essential a good set of Encyclopedias are for research and what about a Texas Instuments calculator for productivity? Do they know how to process film in a darkroom? No, I didn’t think so.
So here I am feeling like a fish out is water, completely lost and somewhat agitated without my MacPro. To avoid the temptation of visiting the antique store in search of a Smith Carona, I’m just gonna focus on painting. When was the last time you were separated from your favorite computer?