I suppose, if the money was right...

I find blog fodder in the stupidest places sometimes.
I like to read during my lunch break at work. My book tonight? In the Jeep. Me? Too lazy to go fetch it.
Which meant I had to forage the nurses lounge for reading materials.
I found:
a magazine geared towards injured veterans, with a great article about combat nurses. (but I think we are all combat nurses, sometimes. But these folks were stellar)
A Time magazine, from which I borrowed an article with a woman in it I want to use as my Mieography this friday, (she too, is stellar, you will see)
and a catalogue.
Not just any old catalogue, but one with all kinds of medical-ish gear for sale in it. Called, if you can fathom it, "Functional Solutions".
Like, oh. Fancy pedometers, glucometers, blood pressure cuffs, support hose. Pill cutters, and crushers, and all kinds of stuff that would hopefully ease the lives of our disabled friends near and far. A veritable cournicopia of items. And people modeling said items.
Where I sat back and giggled, though, was at the old lady modeling, of all things, the bed side commode selections.
For those unfortunate souls who cannot, for any reason, make it to, or use, the regular toilet.
The variety was wide, and astounding. Raised seats, seats that would raise you. The wider model for the wider models.
Would you consider having your picture taken with a bed side commode? She was fully clothed (thank goodness).
It's not like they showed her wearing it. She's in an ice blue nightgown, with matching slippers, none the less. And she had the most gamine smile on her little face. Like it's alright, this bed side commode modeling stuff. Click here if you don't believe me. Or even if you do and you want to admire her blue, fuzzy slippers.
And check out the price of that baby! $249.95! It even has a splash guard and a removable back rest. Awesome, isn't it?

I broke Leonard!

I have, in my selection of people who help me, a Leonard. THE Leonard.
Leonard who knows it all. Leonard. My computer guru, who ALWAYS gets to the bottom of things.
The Mac?
It broke him.

Now. He did tell me he wasn't a Mac guy. But the Mac guy in his team is on vacation, and he felt he could easily come set me up to be free and easy. (Wireless, people, Wireless).

2.5 hours later, Leonard has admitted defeat, and left me to my Mac. Which isn't wireless. Or even set up for the internet.
I thought I was going to have to give him a shot of Rum, at least, to revive him.

And, to be fair. It's not the Mac that broke him. The Mac was doing it's best to be co-operative.

Technically, I think Comcast broke him. Because they have my internet set up somehow in this configuration that would not allow the router to get what it needed. Even when Leonard called India, TWICE (service rep for the router) they could not get it to work. Of course, the Indian people didn't help. The first lady he spoke to was very hapless, and the second guy? Lasted less than 10 minutes.

But Leonard gave it a valiant effort. I've never seen him defeated. But today? No joy.

Tomorrow, Comcast is coming out with THEIR wireless router and equipment. I remember the last time they came. There better NOT be any more holes put in my walls or anything.

We shall see, once again, if it is, indeed, Comcastic.

And Leonard? As he left, he said to me "My Mac friend will be home by this weekend. If you need to, CALL HIM!

Poor Leonard