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“Because once you depart from this one-way road of life, there is just no getting back on.”

shoot me now Terrry Marotta shoot me now Terrry Marotta

Murphy: "Love Me Love My Law"

Lessons from the universe: This morning at 6am, before I was really even awake , I went online and bought four pricey show tickets FOR THE WRONG DATE and - of course! - they are non-refundable. Also at 5am my phone opened its bright little eyes and asked me if I wouldn’t like to install a new version of itself, to which I foolishly foolishly FOOLISHLY replied Yes, forgetting entirely that my Outlook has been not been able to synch with any of the contacts on this idiot phone even once in the last ten months. Not once. No matter that I have spent more hours on that effort with technical support people than most women labor for. No matter that I brought the phone AND my laptop TO the Verizon store, as instructed, to see if those guys could sort it out. Their response after keeping both devices for nearly three hours? “Sorry!” Also, “Care to buy a Droid? How about an I-Pad? You know we have the 4-G network now. Take a look at this nifty Mi-Fi!”What happened is, with that one sleepy early-morning touch of  a 'yes' key, I lost all 1,100+ of my contacts. This meant I could not text, or send an email, or even call anyone whose number I didn't already know since the Carter years.I have to admit thought it is quite entertaining to get text messages from people whose identities you no can’t discern. I had two such messages shortly after breakfast. One said “When is Uncle Ed’s birthday?” and for a minute I thought it was God Himself trying to figure out if he’d missed the big 90th. The second said “Can you take me to the mall after school?”“Who IS this?” I texted back. It could have been any one of a half dozen young people in my life and I must say I did find it sort of liberating not to know just who , since I was then able to draw on years of conditioning as a pain-in-the-ass mother to add “And howsabout a ‘Please?’"Confused I was in sum and confused I remained, all day long.Moral of the story and memo to me from the Universe: "Drink a little coffee for pity's sake, even  before you climb out of that bed - and for darn sure before you sit down in front of any technology!"

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