Sometimes you literally must start from scratch.
Like scratching the bites when tiny container-bred mosquitoes pop out and start sucking your blood long before summer even comes close, partly because it won't stop raining, so standing water's everywhere, producing a bumper crop of tiny pests.
The other literal scratching I'm starting with is that of ink pen on paper.
The hell with the laptop: I've gone back to cursive. Script. Hard copy.
You know why: The laptop sucks. The other day I went to write something, and for some reason unknown to computer muggles like me, the laptop wouldn't even open a Word document.
It has become increasingly obstinate about such tasks, like if it could talk back it would be saying, "Oh, so you want to write something, do you? Ha ha! I don't think so!"
I have no idea what I meant to type, because I got so ticked off I went on Facebook to tell everyone that my computer might decide not to do what I tell it, but I have a revolver that works every time, and the difference between "shut down" and "shot down" is minimal, digitally.
Speaking of Facebook, that's another issue with laptops: Distraction. Skip pen and paper and use your wireless device and what do you get?
Texts, emails, social media alerts.
Like maybe you left Facebook open, and oh look! Laura Ann posted pictures of her newborn! Isn't she cute? Definitely. And her baby boy is just precious.
Scroll on down and look, Curtis posted an Allman Brothers music video. I should post one, too. Where are all my "Eat a Peach" links? Which video should I post as a comment? "Melissa"? "Jessica"? "Blue Sky"? "Whipping Post"?
Wait. Is "Whipping Post" on another album? I'd better Google that.
And while I have Google open, why not check my Gmail account? And while I'm checking Gmail, why not send my editor a message? And then I can get back to ... oh wait, she already replied. I'd better email her back so she can email me back and then I can get back to....
Back to what? What was I about to do before I got on the computer?
I'm sure I was going to write something, but what was it? Something about scratching.
It must have been about those container-bred mosquitoes that swarm me every time I go outside. They're vicious, and they're vectors for viruses, you know, just like laptops.
So if it ever stops raining, you might want to go out and try to drain any water you find pooling, else the little buggers will be all over you.
Just be sure you don't leave your pen and paper outside when you run back in, or they'll be soaked.
On the bright side, better you leave that outside than the laptop.
That's another advantage to ink on paper:
Once it dries out, you can still use it.
Tim Chitwood, email@example.com, 706-571-8508.