If a packet hits a pocket on a socket on a port,
and the bus is interrupted at a very last resort,
and the access of the memory makes your floppy disk abort,
then the socket packet pocket has an error to report.
If your cursor finds a menu item followed by a dash,
and the double-clicking icon puts your window in the trash,
and your data is corrupted ’cause the index doesn’t hash,
then your situation’s hopeless and your system’s gonna crash!
If the label on the cable on the table at your house
says the network is connected to the button on your mouse,
but your packets want to tunnel to another protocol,
that’s repeatedly rejected by the printer down the hall,
and your screen is all distorted by the side-effects of gauss,
so your icons in the window are as wavy as a souse;
then you may as well reboot and go out with a bang,
cuz sure as I’m a poet, the sucker’s gonna hang!
When the copy of your floppy’s getting sloppy in the disk,
and the macro code instructions cause unnecessary risk,
you’ll have to flash the memory and you’ll want to RAM your ROM
…. then quickly turn off the computer, ‘cuz there’s nobody home.
(Another Emailed jewel. RWM )
My forgetter’s getting better,
but my rememberer is broke;
to you that may seem funny
but to me that is no joke
for when I’m here, I’m wondering
if I really should be there,
and when I try to think it through,
I haven’t got a prayer!
Oft times I walk into a room,
Say “What am I here for?”
I wrack my brain, but all in vain!
A zero is my score.
At times I put something away
where it is safe, but Gee!
The person it is safest from
generally is me!
When shopping I may see someone,
say “Hi!” and have a chat,
then when the person walks away,
I ask myself, “Who’s that?”
Yes, my forgetter’s getting better
while my rememberer is broke,
and it’s driving me plumb crazy
and it really is no joke!
WE GOT MAIL
Periodically we share goodies received by Email.
September 29, 2002
Dear editor at Roswellwebmag:
Subject: Are there any New Mexicans in New Mexico?
We recently returned from a trip to Utah’s Arches, Bryce, Canyonlands and Zion national parks. We were struck by how many cars we saw from New Mexico, especially in the Moab area, gateway to Arches and Canyonlands. We continued to see a lot of cars bearing your state’s colorful license plates elsewhere in Utah and northern Arizona, a surprising incidence given New Mexico’s relatively small — but peripatetic — population. We’ve also seen New Mexicans crabbing in the Alsea Bay in Oregon.
We enjoy your web magazine. Keep up the good work.
Betty in Oregon
Dear Betty in Oregon,
Thank you for your insightful and encouraging Email. We are impressed that you notice New Mexico cars where ever you go. It shows that New Mexicans really are peripatetic*; like Aristotle of old, they do get around, on foot and otherwise!
Editor at Roswellwebmag
p.s. *Bet you thought you threw a new word at me. You did; I had to look it up.