Author: Christine

So, you’ve seen the latest Mac ads, right? Where all these people are saying that their PC is the worst thing to ever happen to them, and how they are so happy that they switched. Well, one of these ads in particular bugs me to no end – it’s Liza Richardson’s speech on why she left her PC behind.

“See, I wanted to buy a computer, and my parents said they would help me. I wanted a Mac, and they made me buy a PC. It was NOT very attractive. It was unweildy and I couldn’t keep track of where everything was or how things were filed. I got rid of that thing and I bought my own iBook. I mean, I just thought it was cooler. It never crashed, nothing. It was great. Holds a special place in my heart…”

1. Liza, grow up. You look as old as I am, if not older. Why on earth were your parents helping you out with buying the computer? If you had the money to just buy your own iBook, why the heck didn’t you do it in the first place?
2. Liza, why are you buying a computer based on whether or not it is attractive? Yes, portability is key to me, and the iBooks I have seen make me swoon with envy. They are small, lightweight, and easy to carry anywhere. I wouldn’t buy one though just because it’s “attractive.” I guess my reasons for buying something are based more on the quality of the product, not on the looks alone.
3. Liza, you have serious issues if you couldn’t keep track of how things are filed on your PC. I used a Mac before I used a PC running DOS. That was confusing. Once I started to use Windows 95, the first thing I thought was “this is just like the Mac!” From what I’ve heard, things haven’t changed that much. So why can you handle the files on the Mac, but get confused about them on the PC?

I’m not an anti-Mac PC User. By no means. If someone offered me a Mac tomorrow, I would use it. But this whole ad campaign that Apple is running right now just annoys me. And to top it all off, the David Carey guy is just creepy. Is it just me, or do they bug you too?

I watched the season premiere of Sex and the City tonight, and while it didn’t really have the kick I expect from a season premiere, it was a pretty good episode. I especially liked Carrie’s sentiment at the end of the show.

“Maybe you have to let go of who you were to become who you will be.”

The cleaning mission this weekend had a few guidelines. First of all, I want to leave Houston someday. So if I wasn’t willing to spend money to move something someday, it went in the trash. There is no reason to move a bunch of stuff that you really don’t need. I had a ton of magazines. If I need that info, I can probably find it online, so moving it out took a lot of weight off my shoulders. But the other, more important mission was to slay some dragons and get rid of things that reminded me of the Insignificant Other. I kept the photographs, and some items from trips we took to places like Seattle, but the rest of the stuff? Buh-bye. I still have to go through my closet tomorrow night. There are clothes that I held on to a year ago for sentimental reasons. A year has passed though since we broke up for good, and the last time we talked was in November. The time has come to let go of the past – and let me tell you…

It feels good.

People. People. If a friend, loved one or family member asks you to be on the Jerry Springer show with you… PLEASE. Stop and think. There is never anything good that comes from being on Springer. Oprah? Sure. Sappy stories that make you cry happen on Oprah. Springer is guaranteed to bring you stories like “I’m sleeping with my daughter’s fiancee” or “Now that we’re married … baby, I’m a man.” How about “I’m a prostitute and my sister’s fiancee pays me to sleep with him.” Things that will make you want to scream. Things that will make you miserable. Do you really want to have that stuff happen on national television?

Although, like the guy said on Springer last week, Jerry Springer is a great humanitarian. Whenever I’m feeling down or like I’m just not good enough – watching this shoe all but guarantees that I’ll feel better about myself when it’s over. Meanwhile, I’ll realize that there are a lot of freaks in this world, and watching Springer is just like slowing down to look at a bad traffic accident.