Monday…The day the Mac arrived…

I have had an amazing summer.  Alongside fantastic adventures have been harrowing escapades and daring-dos only the sober life can bring.  I rescues=d an AA friend from the clutches of a mean and nasty supposedly sober Irishman and she is doing better.  I made it through places I normally would not go and returned with a smile on my face and a hundred fires to put out, or so it seemed.  When I returned home two weeks ago, our fridge died.  It was 35 years old and deserves a full burial, but we opted for the quick pick-up and replacement.  Our new fridge reminds me suddenly of this new thing I have…My iMac. 

Compared to the Dell with Windows XP, this is something else.  This is elegant and lovely.  The Dell is as elegant as a brick.  It served me well, but is now so cruddy with internalized crap that it was time for a change.  Plus, the mac is better for my photography.

Now I get to load software….I cannot figure out how to put all the old bookmarks on here, though…Maybe highlight…click and drag.


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Johnnyboy is a queer recovering alcoholic. For the moment he is also the primary caregiver for his mother, who suffers from age-related cognitive impairment. She is happy as a lark and is surrounded by a crew of sober women which gives him the freedom he needs to get out of town. When he is not at home in Somewheresville, he is searching out the proper path to travel for happiness and joy. He is a photographer who believes in the digital age, but feels that film is still where its at. He has a darkroom and works in it. He is single and is in remarkably great physical condition for all the damage he has submitted his body to. His cardiologist is very happy. Johnnyboy is over the age of 35.

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