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Valentines, Loneliness, & the Yellow Cart: What I Learned Visiting the Elderly & Where to Buy Joy
My mom grabbed her key and headed for the door. “I’m going to visit a few friends over in Smith. Wanna come?” I didn’t know where Smith was, but we had already consumed a mellow dinner with all the senior citizens in the beautiful dining room, and Wheel of Fortune wasn’t on for another half hour, so I said yes. I followed her lead down the path and watched her push the automatic door button and waltz right in like she knew where she was going. My first impression was filled with a pleasant surprise; I’m not usually a fan of rehab hospitals, but I inhaled deeply and smelled nothing.…
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“Your Hard Drive Is Shot”
Writing to you live from the other computer…. Our laptop crashed last week. Took a corner too fast and bam—head on with an innocent user. The low-pitched incessant beep was enough to make me want to smother it in the night, but I still had high hopes it could be restored. After a phone date with a lovely lady from the Apple Genius Bar, she deduced it needed an in-person appointment. So Doug took it to nerd (compliment) number two, who delivered the sad news. “Your hard drive is shot. We can fix it for $425, but in nine months your laptop will be obsolete anyway.” Obsolete? It’s only six…
