After all, he just had a bad case of the stripes. Who needs to see the entire screen? It was just a minor inconvenience and I begged Horatio to
Today, the Fed Ex man will take Horatio's coffin to the HP headquarters. They claim there are some life saving procedures that can still be performed.
I'm trying to remain hopeful. For Horatio's sake.
And I'm trying to bond with my son's old laptop, Agatha. She is rather bitchy and likes to turn the screen to a blood and saliva shade of pink. Getting old ain't for sissies and she is still hanging on despite having lost a button or two. Her hinges are loose and she often falls down.
Still, I'll treat her with the respect she deserves in her golden years.
(Please bear with me as I try to navigate the blogging world with this archaic machine.)