I have a desktop computer, but using it means that I would have to sit and be comfortable in my new leather chair.  The chair was on sale, so I bought it.  The old fake leather black chair got mangled and torn up by my crazy-cat when he climbed up there after the not-so-crazy cat chased him.  The not-so-crazy cat was too fat to chase the crazy-cat to the top of the chair without tipping it over. Since I yelled at him whenever he did that…

…he quit tipping over my chair and it became a refuge for the crazy-cat.

Now I only have one cat.  My chair doesn’t get torn up.  I figure the  crazy-cat doesn’t get so scared that he digs in his claws and rips the chairtop to shreds, but he’s still crazy.

The laptop dates to when I used to travel to conventions.  I could change my website while in my hotel (it was about 85,000 pages big), check my email, and more.  I used to tell Joe (a guy in the office) that I would use my laptop more when I could twist the screen off and carry it with me.

Anyone hear of an i-pad or an e-reader?  Anyone that hasn’t read Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card, should read it.  Pads, slates and the net were written into that book way back in 1984 or so.  That’s about twenty-seven years ago.  Since you may read that novel, please also read Armor by John Steakley.  I like that book.  Unfortunately, John Steakley died recently.  He only wrote two novels.

Anyway, my laptop is so ancient, I’m not sure what year I got it.  I do know they’ve put two new operating systems into use since then (Vista and Windows 7).  Old computers are able to keep up with the new uses for them and truthfully, I don’t use it for as much as I used to.

The laptop goes on the floor and words travel out my mind, through my arms, out my fingers, and onto the screen.  It’s magic.  Sometimes the result is a short story for an e-zine on the internet, sometimes for this blog.  I have written a novel (that must be rewritten), newsletters, a biography, and content for at least six web sites.

Make that seven.