Monkling's Blog

Since last year’s Apple Festival worked out so well, I have decided to go with year 2. I also got braver and decided to invite more people. If I have 12 or so people here, I’m not quite sure how the game is going to work but I guess I’ll figure something out.

I’ve already started buying supplies. I have hard apple cider and apple chips. I have the all important ingredient for making my apple rugelach & the mini caramel apple cheesecakes – apple butter. I still need to buy ingredients for my apple sangria. Oh, and apples. Yeah, it would be a good idea to have some apples since it is an apple festival.

For some reason, when I mention that there will be apple games, the first thing everyone thinks of is bobbing for apples. I had to make it clear that there will be no bobbing. Nor will there be dressing up in apple costumes.

On the other hand, too bad we don’t live out in Kentucky or we could have target practice with apples like I did a few years back when I was out visiting my friend & we went to her parents’ house. Now that would be fun. “Come out back. We’re gonna make apple sauce. Here’s a rifle.”

No, I do not own a laptop. I have, however, used one on occasion. Like when we were away & I used Frank’s.

He has a work laptop. It is 9 years old. Because it is a work laptop, it has all sorts of security on it and you can’t load whatever you want on it. Plus… it’s old. Really old. It was time for him to get a new one.

Well we jumped ship. We got an Apple. After briefly playing with it, I am trying to remember why we ever went with Windows. Our very first computer was an Apple. Then I remembered. Oh, yeah. Work. Stupid work.

Now about the laptops. Laptops in general. They have touchpads. I hate touchpads. Truly hate them. Far as I know, it is impossible to click and drag with one hand. You hit it accidentally when you’re typing. They get in the way.

This was driven home quite strongly tonight when I was playing with Frank’s new Apple. I found myself clicking and dragging stuff that I didn’t even click. I tell you, the thing is possessed by demons. Programs would open that I didn’t open. I lost the Downloads folder someplace. Things moved on their own.

I have decided that touchpads & I just don’t get along. And that’s fine because I don’t own a laptop and I’m not likely to need one anytime soon. But I can tell you, if I do get one, I will have to rip the touchpad right out of it.