Tracking destination of my new Macbook
I figured this would be a delightful post to start off my return to my
blog. I took a break to study information sharing via twitter retweets
and replies only. It was quite fun, but lacked a little personality. I
definitely prefer the augmenting my information with a little twist of
personality that only comes from your own blog post - and then twitter
it for ego-centric joy.
Here's the story. I was cleaning my room with a brand new vacuum, and
was unaccustomed to its vicious suction, than the old beater supplied
by our landlord. Unbeknownst to me, an easy forwardly shove of the
vacuum roared into the nightstand, knocking over the flower vase onto
the bed. Now that would have been entirely uneventful if not for the
vase being one of those tall and thin flutes. The water fired out of
the vase like a from a water hose, arched in the air, and in a
slow-motion state of mind, screamed "No-o-o-o-o-oOo-o-o" as I watched
it land on my keyboard-out Macbook at the bed's corner. Music playing
immediately flatlined; screen went black. It made one last "whrrrrrr"
and stopped dead like a stone.
Two days ago I ordered my new Macbook. As I simply love information
overload, I've monitored it's tracking status since I pressed order.
What puzzles me is the amount of traveling my Macbook has just now
gone through from leaving its birthplace. Take a look at this
screenshot of this UPS tracking sequence. It makes me scratch my head
in amazement, or maybe that's a FAIL I'm smelling.
