Good Bye PC, Good Bye Bill Gates, Hello iMac

I did it, but I was a day late and a portable hard drive 12 hours too late. My computer crashed on Sunday. I bought a portable hard drive in Friday. 500 gb at Costco. Figured it would rain on Monday, and it was a holiday so I'd off load all my stuff from my Dell Desktop. On Sunday afternoon I wanted to go online after my virus and malware ran. I came to the computer to see the blue death shade of Microsoft on the screen. It suggested a safe mode reboot and start. That was the end. All I got were F1 and F2 admonitions to try again or enter the Set-Up, but to no avail after two hours. I was resigned to the fact that I'd lost all my digital photos of the past 4 years that were stored, some resumes, job apps, and crap. This is the ultimate big time suck! Instead of going balistic like I normally would do over something like this, that I could have had a happy ending had I acted sooner with the portable hard drive, I licked my wounds and started surfing for a new computer. I also bought a nice 3 liter box of Bota Old Vine Zin to drink. The search was on comparing Consumer Reports with Amazon ratings. I finally decided on 4 options that included HP and Mac, both desktops and laptops. I really like having a home base computer desktop. Megan and I will be here for six more years together,so desktop seemed the way to go, since we have an old Compaq laptop and an HP Netbook/notebook. well, the iMac 27 inch i3 all in one is on its way with the airport extreme base station wi-fi. I can't wait.

In Case you Want to Join the National Team That Sucks at Kayaking

Being the lifelong Spudboater that I am, I have had more than my fair share of times where I sucked at kayaking. In the beginning there were those amazing swims out of Mike's Hole on the Main Payette River. I'd smile into the hole, just like the river sage's would advise, and that Hole just seemed to pull me in like a magnet.

Then there was the Payette Whitewater Roundup where I was happily surfing the Ultimate Play Wave and did the biggest endo of the day, and then I sucked up a proverbial boat load of water when my spray skirt popped off and swam out. I sucked at kayaking.
Then there was the time I got stuck in a ledge hole on the Salt River in Arizona. Spent about a half hour windowshading. No swim, but I sucked at kayaking.
And who could forget the numerous times I ventured into Trash Can on the South Fork Payette River Canyon only to find myself trashed or sending out for lunch and then having a nice icey cold swim. I sucked at kayaking.
I've sucked at kayaking far too numerous of times over the years and probably should have been a charter member of the National Team That Sucks at Kayaking. It's getting late in my life as a quintessential "sucks at kayaking" pro and I was so happy to find out that there is a team out there that proves I'm not the only one who sucks.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mu4CXVkLyi4
However, at the risk of sounding a bit egocentric, I really don't suck at kayaking. At least not according to my friend Johnny Montezuma, who I ran the Grand Canyon with many years ago. But if I can't make fun of my own kayaking mishaps; I'll just end up hearing about them from other friends.