Brief

[rejectomorph]

Poor Slug. While birds spent the balmy afternoon in mating rituals, emitting happy chirps and trills, he was more inclined to fits and death rattles. His grip on virtual reality grows ever more tenuous. He can barely keep Outlook Express alive for five minutes. His replacement will have a different e-mail program, to be sure.

Right now, I can smell skunk. They like to come out when the evenings are mild. The frogs are enjoying themselves, too, filling the starry night with soft songs. Everybody is having a good time except Sluggo. I'll bet his replacement will enjoy pleasant evenings such as this. I like spring so much, I've even forgiven it for coming early. This does not mean I wouldn't appreciate some more rain, of course.

A good night for porch sitting.

Comments

Fan of Sluggo

[worded-snapshot.livejournal.com]

Reading your posts makes me feel bad for Sluggo too. I haven't ever thought about mine in that way, but your writing has that ability to hope Sluggo somehow pulls through. I know the last one I had needed a new fan because of similar symptoms. It was easy to buy the right one and install it and cost $30. Not sure if that is what ails Sluggo, but it might be something to try.

Re: Fan of Sluggo

[rejectomorph]

A better fan might do Sluggo good, but I think he'd need his CPU remounted with some of that thermal paste, too, and maybe an improved power supply. I might do some work on him once I get the new computer. I haven't wanted to mess around with the Slug, because I'm not good at such things and I've had no backup computer available in case I screw him up.