Ah, well he who knows all about computers has had a bad day. After rebuilding my pc and putting it back together there was an almighty bang which I thought was him throwing a tantrum or an dead bit of computer out. No such luck it was the CPU, PSU or some other unit which I don't care about. Anyway the computer is in bits again and there is a whole lot of tutting and sighing going on but not enough to make a song and dance of. Sorry.
My kitchen drain is, well I am not quite sure what it is but if it stays in the state it is in then it will be singing along to the tutting and sighing.
Oh well, reach for the live bio-hazard in the form of the live bacteria which once put down the drain eats like it has never been fed in its life. What ever pulls your chain or flushes your leaks. I am waiting for it to consume the - you don't want to know what - and thought I would say that biology came before technology. It is certainly quieter.
There are many things I think of in the course of the day and I have been accused of not focussing on the big picture or more to the point the book. Boy, it feels like I am the only one pulling the pages here so it makes me despondent. More to the point I will need to take shelter when it gets read by a publisher. He was the reason it ever got written and sadly I did not use him for the pressing thereof. I chose to walk another pathway and do it myself and my way with the help of some special people I might add.
I have been meaning to send him a copy, the publisher that is, but somehow it never got done. Then as New Year came with out an resolutions I thought it time to look at my To Do List. This is when I sent him an email which was replied to in rather a terse, no that is not the right word, well it did not inspire me to think he was overjoyed to hear from me after two and a half years.
We spoke eventually and I don't know how he knew but he said that it was a shame I chose to go down the pathway I did. I am not sure if he is psychic or I spoke to him prior to getting the book printed and published. There are some blanks in the first year after surgery which is to be expected when you think the brain was slightly altered and trying to find its way around a new head. Or was it the other way round. My head was probably trying to find a way around a new brain too> I just hope I never said anything untoward to him.
Back to the message and phone call. He said that it was OK to send the book but he could not do anything about it because it had been published. I knew that because I had already asked a gentleman at another publishing house if he could help from the point after publishing. He said that sadly he could not.
I had to write a long explanation to the publisher mention at the beginning in the hope that he would understand. That was sent on Thursday and the book was posted today, Saturday and no doubt will be delivered, snow allowing, on Monday. He will probably tear his hair out when he sees the quality of the book - it is OK to everyone on the street but not to a publisher. Never mind, you cannot judge a book by its cover which is a shame because the cover is fantastic. It is a glossy jacket over a not so glossy one.
Ah not to worry all these sayings mean nothing in the real world and that brings me back to the appliance of science and biological warfare. The computer and the sink do not have much in common except that if you pull the plug on either there is either a bang or a splash but no tap dancing. Just a load of swearing from the inner sanctum and I am not sure what is going on in the water outlet but last time I looked it was foaming at the u bend. That is what they have in common then one has a u bend and the other is connected to U-tube whatever that is.
Now back to the foam in the drain, the department of live biological bacteria and forget the bios.
