Nada Zero

Today I sit upstairs.

Not in my den where I watch my birds.

I am on the very old keyboard.

The even older puter system.

The one that Mr. Boatman fixed just a few days before he left.

Seems that my Graphic Card has gone away
and my puter in the den is Gone.

In memory ... it sits there with a purple screen. 

Thus, I am upstairs.

I had no email for a day.

Imagine that ... scary isn't it.

Mr. Boatman was awake.

Four am Shanghai time.

Think Bill Murray in Lost in Translation.

He took over the system.

Concluded that it was down for the count.

Fixed me up a new system ... sort of ... and here I am 

Looking at the leaves on the trees in my back yard

What this means is 

NO PHOTOS 

Nada

Zero 

I also have to walk up and down a flight of stairs to get a new cup of 

COFFEE 

Men, why do they leave when the puter breaks down

I dream of my laptop

The one I got for my belated birthday

The blue one

The one that had to go to college with my daughter

cause she broke hers the day before 
she was leaving to go back

I am sad but my blue laptop is coming home in December

She promises me it is fine ...

no Cornell stickers have been put on it

The cats are perlexed. 

Why am I not in the den ?

If I'm upstairs that means food

The dogs are thrilled.

Maddy Jean is on the bed.

Bella came upstairs for the first time since her surgery.

Going up is fine.

It's the going down ... she does it but too fast. 

That's the crazy report from my house ...

and I've always wanted to say

On Sunset hill ...

I do get sunsets and I am kind of on a hill