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“Go get me the paper stretcher.” - My Dad, getting rid of me at age 15
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The other day, I was visiting with my parents and my Mom exclaimed with the fervor of a teenager that she found a six dollar store. A six dollar store? …
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As a child during the 70s, when sugar was cheap and inflation a virtual myth, we were privy to a selection of breakfast cereals that, like 60s rock music, can…
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A Garden Gnome.An epidemic has swept the South, one of epic proportions that threatens the very underpinnings of good taste. We've all seen it and we've all commented on it,…
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My only regret, Front Wheel Drive. In 2001, when the Pontiac Aztek first came out, it was reviled as one of the ugliest cars ever made. At the auto show…
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It was the summer of '91 and the first time in my life since I'd began dating that I found myself alone. I just came off an engagement break-up and…
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You know what's great about a weekday matinee movie? Not only is it cheaper but every once in a while, you can get the whole place to yourself.
It's…
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Nascar is the biggest sport in America, believe it or not, and its roots originated here in the South. Illegal moonshiners in the mountains would spend their time and money…
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I belong to this company that pays you to accept email ads. It's not too annoying and right now, I have $76 built up in my account. With all the…
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not actual bathroom or chair I went to a married friend's party this past weekend. There were mostly couples there but my buddy promised me there would be some single…
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My parents are getting older. They're in their sixties now. While that's still relatively young by today's standards, they can't do things like they used to.
Every time I…
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Written by Ross Cavins
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Thursday, 05 July 2007 07:15 |
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Okay, here's the deal: My office was broken into over the 4th of July holiday. My computer, my brand new Dell computer, was stolen along with all my personal stuff on it. Thank God I had made backups 1 week ago so most everything can be recovered. Still sucks though.
 The Ultimate Breakfast Cereal.
They not only got my computer (an Athlon X2 4400+ with 2gbs 667 Mhz Ram, 160gb hard drive, 16x DVD Read/Write, All-in-one card reader, keyboard, mouse) ... but they got my sweet-ass 19-inch widescreen LCD monitor and my new 2GB Flash Drive that had all my writing on it.
I was able to recover my writing from a lone zip file on my old computer (left untouched) from when I transferred it to the new computer. So my unpublished work (4 novels, 30+ short stories, and a bunch of bad poetry) are saved.
All this I can deal with, I can take it in stride, I can live with it. But here's the kicker ... they stole my Capt Crunch Peanut Butter cerealAnd my Golden Grahams and my bag of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and two bags of potato chips.
To take a man's Peanut Butter Crunch is beyond criminal. It's beyond humane. It's ... it's ... pure evil. Blasphemy. The ultimate breakage of the Golden Rule. Excuse me while I go cry in the corner.
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