November 09
When Life Hands You Lemons, Make It Extra Sweet Lemon-ade, With A Piece Of Pie (With Whipped Cream and/or Ice Cream), Plus Some Chips and Dip & Maybe A Leftover Salami Sandwich

Remaining Positive While Feeling Mystified And Testing The Limits of Comfort Eating
There is something happening here. However, what it is or might be, is not exactly clear but remains rather opaque. Everybody, stop now, what is that thunking? C’est moi bonking moi tête sur la keyboard. A functioning of a computer keyboard is a mystery of totality to me. Well, actually the functioning of an intact computer is a mystery for me, a puzzle I ignore in much the same way I ignore things and events requiring ignorance.
I have mastered the ostrich technique such that almost an entire class can vanish on walk home from a round dance. This is so another post. It was late-ish and we were strolling and blabbing conversing and then in the darkness the group dwindled as various childrens broke from the pack to sleep at their Aunties, Kokums and Cousins and Uncles. On arrival at the school’s wall tent the canvas and tarped area was a palace of emptiness. Anyhoo…
The cognitive function of the keyboard deceased after the service provider konked out for two or three hours in a storm on Friday (?) or maybe during updates Thursday? This is a) bothersome, b) mysterious and c) aggravating. It worked and then it did not operate and then it did and then – gack – it no longer functionated. I checked driver, the keyboard place at control central and all other areas online and offline. I discovered ppl have all manner of mysteriousities re. keyboard glitches. Perhaps, this is lemon keyboard?
After much soul searching, I understood I did not accidentally turn on sticky keys or fool around with filter keys set-ups. I yearn for return to spaces. I recalled there is assistive technology and set-up on-screen keyboard but this is laboriously laborious arduosity.
Tomorrow (10 November, 2009) there is health management appointment with computer store near to physiotherapy. I am flummoxed. This is, hopefully, just some random-but-oh-so-easy-to-solve situation. This is just the oddest event. I have used computers since 1976 ― without ever having need to become an expert. LOL
I have been so fortunate in that mice and boards always just operated operationally. So I slump at computer with wry smile cut and pasted on-sreen, thinking: ‘O!Great!Goddess!Of!Glitches! please help me find this an amusing interlude.’ Healthwise I improve and hope all of you are as well as can be. [1]
ENDNOTES
[1] I think not. Sigh. I archive mentally to use judiciously in future posts. I am reduced to visit without comment?
© Sharilyn Calliou. 9 November 2009 All Rights Reserved
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