I'm Exhausted, And It's Bill's Fault

I don't sleep well. I'm always tired. My stress levels keep rising, and my blood pressure is stratospheric.

It's not my home life. My only child (one with a pituitary gland problem, as well as a locomotion aliment that doesn't permit her bi-pedal strides) is the poster child of non-problematic. At a mere 77 years old, she still spry in her steps, and hasn't turned grey. Stop scratching your heads, it's a dog.

It's not my day job, per se. I get to look at pretty girls everyday, and handle ridiculous sums of money, which, unfortunately, isn't mine. The cell-phone companies give me too much aggravation, as does the insurance companies, but that's not causing my insomnia.

It's not my night job, even though my students don't open the book, don't study and can't take 10% of a number. I scold them, threaten them, cajole them and finally, when all else fails, fail them. After 10 years of teaching college, it never ceases to amaze me as to the number of people who just waste their precious time taking courses without the slightest interest in learning one iota.

It's not my night, night job, this column. I enjoy being Andy Rooney and Shana Alexander rolled into Samuel Clemens. It's fun, and that's what work should be all about.It's not my volunteer work, which itself is a job unto itself. If I didn't like it, I wouldn't do it.

So what makes me a tired, quickly sickening old man (and I'm not that old!)? It's articles like "Picture Processing Bug Puts Windows At Critical Risk" by Gregg Keizer at TechWeb News.

I buy a computer with an operating system and software, and every time I read an article I find that my computer may have vermin, rodents, Eisenia fetida (red worms) and now most of my pictures can be hijacked.

I mean, come on now. My jpegs can be the culprit or my computer's Achilles' heel? Is nothing sacred?

I'm not a religious person, actually quite the contrary. But I think we should take a moment out of our busy lives and pray for the next version of Windows. Pray that Redmond not only finds the demons and exorcises them (Bill talk to Linda, she knows about exorcism). Let Redmond follow the teaching of Darwinian; that specialization of a species enables the organism to thrive and continue life. Make the new Windows pure and good, and inoculate it against the evils and their descendants that will surely attack it.Or, in simpler terms " fix the dang thing so I can get some sleep!