9:03pm Monday 29th October 2007
Well, I'm back.
After a weekend of partying with friends in Wiltshire !!
....well, when I say weekend I mean Saturday night....
It's good to catch up with people from time to time. The obligatory bottle or two of something fizzy helps to ease the conversations along through the familiar stages:
1. The Current Situation - all about how things are now. What you're up to, what you're drinking tonight, etc.
2. The Recent - chatting about a few things that have happened recently. Possibly topical news snippets, possibly not.
3. The Past - wallowing in the familiar comfort stories of old exploits.
However, this time another stage snuck in - somewhere between 1 & 2....
A whole new topic of conversation:
1a. Facebook - recalling the recent daft videos and funny pics sent round on your Facebook network.
This is a new one to me, being only a relatively recent Facebook convert.
I've been in situations before where I'm chatting to friends online, but I've never really been in a situation before where I'm with friends chatting about being online !
Have computers and the act of being online invaded my life to such a major extent ?
This question has been kind of answered. On returning home from Wiltshire on Sunday afternoon, I discovered a problem with the computer - horror of horrors, it would not go online !! Yikes !!
Cutting a long story short, dredging my past engineering skills up, I determined that there was a fault with my internal telephone wiring. But, the worst news was yet to come......B&Q was now
shut.
NO INTERNET UNTIL I CAN SORT IT OUT AFTER WORK ON MONDAY (via B&Q).
Wow !
It was like being thrust into the Dark Ages. How can I communicate? What if there's a really 'important' email waiting ? What if someone's challenged me to a Movie Quiz on Facebook ?
Bad times.
Just what do you do with a computer nowadays when you can't go online ? It just sits there.....
I've got too used to the 'always on' virtual world of the internet.
But, I'm pleased to say, it's alright now. Mr B and Mr Q have delivered the goods. And, barring a slight cock-up involving forgetting to plug the modem cable back in, all is good.
Hence, I'm back.
Phew !
I really must pop back into the real world and get something to eat.
Until next time.
Rob.
PS Sally - you commented about 'who was Fred Dibnah'....after I picked myself up from the floor after such a shock, I dug out this URL - Fred Dibnah Memorial Site
As for 'where' is here, follow the hyperlink in the post - Neanderthals were flame haired.....