What part of that did you not understand, Mr. Poseidon?
begins with a Tuesday lurch.
Monday's orange juice search,
might as well have been left at church;
Except I didn't go, as we all well know.
Joel on TV was a compromise you see.
Thus ends my tale,
Gimme back Apple Mail.
The end
Yesterday I raced home from work, trying to beat the large thunderstorms coming down from the north.
As usual, when in a hurry, coincidentally something goes wrong that stops your progress. In this case, I needed to safely shut down my computer and unplug the power and internet connections for safety.
But the Mac was frozen with the spinning beachball of death. No reaction to the mouse. What?
Reboot!. "Wireless mouse not detected..." Wireless? I'm not using one of those. Wait...
Of course, the USB mouse plug into the back of the monitor had pulled out just enough to disconnect. Gently push it back in. Everything's fine.
But that has never happened before, and chose to happen at the precise moment I didn't have time to debug the situation.
Same coincidence as some piece of software performing a once-per-year upgrade at the same exact time you are on the phone, trying debug a problem, and the two events have nothing to do with each other. It just interferes with your problem diagnosis.
Many other examples in life, especially in traffic, like when just one lagging car prevents you from turning left on green yield, just before lights turns red.
It's the "are you kidding me?" or "what are the odds?" aspects of rude annoyances that sometimes make one think the universe is a malevolent puppet-meister.
I think I'll take one step at a time today.
