Well, look, here’s the thing about today’s Help Desk.
It’s been cancelled.
I know that will be a great disappointment to you all as I know you love the Help Desk (we hate it, by the way), but after reading it and editing it and putting it down for a while and then spilling some of my Sloe Gin Fizz on it and then re-reading it and then using it to jot down my lawyer’s phone number after getting called by Wil Wheaton’s people, I finally had to kill it.
See, we had this idea that it would be really cute to have kids answer the Help Desk questions. They’re so precocious and just a bunch of darlings all of them.
As you know, though, children (except for Timmy) are god’s most precious gift to us and they are our country’s greatest resource.
After fossil fuels.
And… um… plutonium.
But they’re a solid fourth.
Which is up from last year.
They finally beat out scrap iron.
Good for them.
But the thing is, the kids that we got really didn’t know anything about Macs or Apple or iPods or… anything, really.
Now, maybe it was a mistake getting a bunch of one-year-olds, but they’re just so damned cute!
So, please accept our apologies, but trust me, you’re better off. It was bad.
Not that this is much better.
How’s by you? Plans for the weekend?