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I have been known, from time to time, to write open letters to Bill Gates on this very blog. Mostly, I like to congratulate him on his fine software and assure him that those catastrophic bugs that keep cropping up are no problem for me. Nope, I like a challenge. And now that I’m working on my brand spanking new laptop, pre-loaded with Windows Vista, I’m really getting the opportunity to stretch my patience muscle.

(Oh, and to the Hewlett-Packard people who included that trial-size bottle of Xanax in my hardware shipment, good on you!)

For example, the fact that Vista keeps randomly turning off functionality to my external mouse – boy, that just gives me the giggles like you wouldn’t believe. Oh! And when Word randomly changes all of my default settings to strange things like “Calibri, 11 point” and then refuses to change them back, I love that!

But the best thing EVER is when I spend hours honing the perfect cover letter to a perspective agent, including the requested 50 sample pages of work, only to have Outlook delete everything but the first four paragraphs for no apparent reason, just as I was hitting “send.”

AWESOME!

In fact, I love it so much, I feel moved to haiku.

Sloppy code, don’t care
Practically monopoly
I am sad (facedesk)*

* http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=facedesk

ahream Dispatches from the City of Angels I'm a mystery writer living in and writing about Los Angeles. You can catch my short story, "Running Venice," in the new anthology LAndmarked for Murder. Look for it in bookstores and on Amazon.com now. In the meantime, feel free to poke around. Over at my website you can find even more blog entries than I could fit here, as well as a few other ramblings. Enjoy and come back often.
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