“If ain’t one thing, it’s another”
The LeCie is a PC monitor; I had it hooked up to my MAC with an adapter.
So we dredged in Linda’s monitor, and tried that. It works — I’m using it now. Little set-up required: OS-X has 89 bazilyun monitor drivers already installed. It just senses the monitor, and installs the driver for that.
All I did was change the monitor-rez from 1024x768 (default, I guess) to 1280x1024, what I had on the LeCie, so what’s displayed is identical to the LeCie.
(Her’s is Dell.)
Well, I guess I’m still in business.
But I went out in search of a monitor to come home with.
Apple wanted megabucks for their flat-screen. Not interested, when I plan to switch to a laptop in a couple years.
So first I drove to OfficeMax in Victor, but they didn’t appear to have any monitors.
Next was all the way over to Henrietta to patronize Circuit City, but it appears that place has tanked.
Nearby is a “BestBuy,” and the greeter directed me to ‘pyooter monitors.
I looked at a few, and then wandered over to their so-called “Geek Squad.”
“I’d like to walk outta here with a ‘pyooter-monitor,” I said.
“How big do ya need?” Geek asked.
“Well, I don’t need one of them big monsters. This little one here (19 inches wide) is fine.”
Two-hundred smackaroos (Apple wanted over double that). Samsung flat-screen.
Not installed yet — don’t have the two hours.
Coulda got an identical Dell; three-hundred smackaroos.
NOT WORTH IT! I just wanna keep goin’. Switch to a laptop in a couple years.
—Coming home......
The Bathtub needed gas, so I patronized the infamous Rush Valerio: $3.81.9 per gallon.
Exiting I pulled out onto the highway, about 300-400 yards ahead of macho-man in an onrushing giant Chevy pickup.
He kept coming at about 70-75 mph, until he was right on my bumper; and this was despite my flooring the Bathtub.
—And so he became a glowering intimidator; if I had slowed he woulda rear-ended me. My rearview was filled with Chevy pickup grill.
I go south on that highway about a half-mile, over a hill and around a curve; planning to turn left onto Six Points Road, which goes into Honeoye Falls.
So I flicked on my turn-signal well in advance, so he wouldn’t try anything stupid.
Glowering intimadator shifted to the shoulder and roared by: “_______ _____!” he bellowed (rhymes with “forking”).
Well, HEXKYOOSE ME, Boobie.
But I think the “I-D-10-T” was YOU. Ya were so intent to climb all over my bumper, ya woulda rear-ended me if I slowed. —I had to signal early so ya didn’t try anything stupid!
Sorry chillen; no Dubya-sticker, but it did have a bumper-sticker that said “my wife, yes; my dog, maybe; my gun, never.”
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