Let me get this off my chest before it festers some more. Regular readers of my columns in The Dominion may recall my diatribe about our computer technician who appears, does and then asks. Remember when he sent all my photographs of the Norwegian fjords into cyber heaven? He has configured my computer in such a way that it is unusable. I have visited two computer stores today seeking assistance to no avail. Even Bishop Itty can’t get me sorted out. This is a disaster.
I fascinate myself watching Bishop Walker bear the burdens of my travail. He has moved from disinterested, to disbelieving, to incredulous, to sympathetic to pastoral as he has watched my personal human interest tragedy unravel. To put salt in my open wound, this one man band of a tech is somewhere in Katmandu or environs on vacation unable to assist.
We can only pray that my thumbs don't give out as I enter each of these blogs one thumb at a time.
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