Is that white keyboard in front an IBM keyboard?
If so, I happen to have the same one, lying on the floor in my main room.
Unused right now, because the PS/2 connector at the rear of my two PC's is of the large connection type. The small plug connector is currently being used right now and for that I have both Logitech as well as Microsoft keyboards.
Like the mouse you have to choose between wireless and cable or a mix in between.
My Logitech mouse fell to the floor from the pad below my table. This did not happen with my previous Microsoft mouse.
Same goes with the keyboard. Size and steadyness goes hand by hand. You get most from both of these models, but over time you may think that one specific model was better to have than another, the bad thing was that it did not work anymore or had a wrong connector.
There are still evil men and valiant men.
I should hope you would consider me the latter.
Point is......and this could take a while.
When I leave this earthly plane, all I know and all I have learned shall be lost, like Tears in the Rain.
Except for this fact.
When I go, everything, every single word. Is now, and shall be as long as they are online, saved in the Seti servers. I have posted more details about my life than I have told to the one I love, Lori, here online.
In my darkest hours, many things I have shared, some to the bottom of my soul.
They are stored here forever. I can't erase them, nor would wish to.
I shared them once, and they are shared forever......or at least as long as the Seti project lives.
Did you know, that by clicking on my username and posts.......or by going to advanced search and putting in my 421968 area code, you can see every post I have ever made?
It's a rather amazing compilation.
Some understudy student should be tasked to make a timeline of the kittyman.
It might be a daunting journey.
And I suppose, in the recesses of my mind, that's what I have been doing. Archiving my life for future generations to access. What I have done, what I should NOT have done. It's all there, kitties.
Like they said of the old men in Second Hand Lions........
Yeah, he did REALLY live. Not much more I could ask. I too, shall go out with my boots on.
I had to do everything I did to make me who I am today. My stories are my legacy to you......
And they are true......LOL. The JJ stories, the car stories, the whiskey, all of it, it was true.
My legacy was true.
I happen to be only about 5'9".........but I have put down men many times my size that did not know what a man posessed by kitties could do.
I don't take young punks or fools lightly. He's just a young kid, don't kill him, Hub.
You mods should be just happy sometimes that I take on four of you at once, and hand you back your knife. I did not always do that in my younger years......take heed. These days I am more inclined to take a .45 out of my belt and just put you down rather than to enhance your manhood. Not what I would like, but I am just getting too tired and old to put up with your BS.
But, I suppose my footprint on the life shall not ever be totally forgotten, especially like the few I have touched personally, like our dear Julie.
I had a virtual crush on her when she first appeared on these forums, with an avatar she no longer shows. BTW, Julie.......it's time you showed it again.
But, anyway, I had many interchanges with her passed husband Sebastian, who was very jealous of my 'relationship' with Julie....
Which, as I said, was a simple and virtual one. Sebastian and I came to terms and shook hands shortly before his passing.
The kitties still love you, and I know this has been a hard couple of weeks for you. Strength, support here, and the love of God be with you. Most do not know what we have shared.
I think you have a well developed sense of self worth.
You've used SETI@Home to archive your life. Now future generations can marvel at the wonder that was msattler.
Get a grip Mark.
A man's gotta know his limitations. I push snow around for a living while you put wires in firetrucks.
Neither of us is going to be of interest to future generations, but only one of us realizes that fact.
“Question with boldness even the existence of a God; because, if there be one, he must more approve of the homage of reason, then that of blindfolded fear.”