Who, Who!

I'm listening to a pair of owls. One hoots higher than the other, and they make eerie harmonies. They must be a mating pair. They'd better hurry up with their ritual. It's almost morning. I don't think I'll let the cat out yet. She's small, and the male owl might decide to make a gift of fresh kitty to the female.

The rain has stopped, but the sky remains overcast. I didn't see the moon once all night. Also, though it makes Sluggo happy, I'm getting very tired of the cold. It's hard to type with numb fingers, and when I leave the room and go into the warmer part of the house, my toes tingle as they thaw. It's unpleasant. I certainly hope I can arrange to get to the store this afternoon, so I can buy the stuff I need and finally get the new computer set up. It will be so nice to shed this blanket I've got draped over me. I'm turning up the heat right now. Say goodnight, Sluggo.

Confused

So I've got all the stuff I need for setting up the machine, as far as I know. I can't find an external AC-DC adapter among all the detritus in the boxes. It isn't mentioned in the (minimalist) instructions, so maybe it's inside the tower? I'm not opening the damned thing to find out. I don't want the Jinn to escape. Anyway, it may be that I'll have to summon a nephew to help set the thing up. How long before one is available, I don't know. For the time being, the room is a mess, with open boxes and computer parts scattered everywhere. The cat is disturbed. I'm annoyed. The setup is supposed to be done in about fifteen minutes. Nobody said that the fifteen minutes referred to was about fifteen minutes before Hell freezes over. There's too much stuff that likes to pretend to be other stuff.

I've never gotten along well with technology. Technology and I have a fundamental disagreement. I think things should be simple and sensible. Technology thinks things should be insanely complicated. It's all part of Technology's plan to take over the world. Someday, the machines will kill us all.

Sluggo gets at least one more day. This is not good, as the house has turned hot despite the day having been reasonably cool. I think that this house may be serving as a heat sink for the entire town. Outside, I need a jacket tonight. In this room, I ought to be wearing shorts and a T shirt.

Oh, and I heard a flock of ducks flying over a while ago. I like ducks. They don't need to be plugged in.