

I would add… Slowly I Turned…
Oh, I can help remotely… I just need you to open Windows App.
Which app?
Windows App.
I get that, I’m running Windows, but which app?
Windows App.
Look, are you being smart? I’m in Windows, say I click on the Start button, which app do I click on?
Windows App.
Allright you, let’s say the app is already running…
Sure.
And I press CTRL-ALT-DEL and open Task Manager.
OK.
WHAT’S THE NAME OF THE APP I WOULD SEE IN TASK MANAGER??!???
Windows App.
I’M ASKING YOU, ‘WHAT’S THE NAME OF THE APP’???!??!??
I’m telling you, ‘Windows App.’
We couldn’t afford the one I really wanted. Combatra! It split up into 5 different vehicles(!)
I only had 2 of the big ones, but they came in different sizes, and I still have all the small ones.
Little axes and things always got lost, then people would steal them out of the boxes on store shelves, so if you were looking for a new one you always had to verify all the parts were there. :(
Shogun Warriors:
A doctors note telling me I don’t have to. :)
When you have a heart attack, they enroll you in a program called “Cardiac Rehab”, it’s like physical therapy for your heart.
Had the first heart attack, started the program, doing the workouts, felt pretty good. Actually, while using the machine, it felt like I could do it all day.
Then they’d have me stop, cool down, drink some water, my blood pressure would crater and I’d pass out. :(
Doc said “Yeah, I don’t think Cardiac Rehab is productive for you…”
Had the 2nd heart attack. “Well, that was 5 years ago, lets try it again!”
Sure… Same deal.
Another Google project to launch and be cancelled less than a year later…
Red Flags and Green Flags.
Really, it’s all about compatability.
One of the big red flags is how your partner treats “the help”. Do they acknowledge the receptionists? The wait staff? Do they tip well?
If they’re a complete asshole, and you aren’t, that’s a sign it’s never going to work.
OTOH - if you’re BOTH assholes, you’ll probably get along fine, everyone else is spitting in your food, but together you’ll be fine.
When I was little, little, like 3-4 years old, I had a dream where a man I didn’t know was in my room. He told me not to be scared, and I told him I wasn’t. He had a weird, gravelly voice, but I could understand him fine.
He just wanted to know how the family was doing, did so and so get married, that kind of thing. Family gossip.
When I woke up I told my grandmother who turned white and got out a photo album.
I pointed to one of the pictures and went that’s him! Who is he?
My great grandfather Claude, who had had throat cancer and a tracheotomy. He died 2 years before I was born.
If everybody has their basic needs met, the odds of getting prosthetic fingers dramatically increases. I’d be OK with that swap. Bonus: Robot Fingers.