I am writing you today from a Macbook.

This is because the adapter on my Netbook died, so the Netbook ran out of steam. Yes, we use steam-powered computers around here. They look awesome with all that brass trim and I look good in goggles.

But seriously, I have to use Dorian’s Macbook because my own machine is down and out for a few days, but I don’t care for it one bit. It’s not so much that it’s a Mac, it’s just that I don’t really know how to use it and also, it’s not mine.

We last shared a computer around 1995. No kidding. Then I got my own and she used the one we were sharing, and we’ve always managed to each have our own since that time.

I don’t mind sharing things with Dorian, like when we have dinner and when we see a movie and stuff like that. It makes it better, actually. But not computers. When you run a blog and do all kinds of online busy-work, it’s just better to have your own.

Some couples won’t agree with this and will give me a hard time about it. “We share a household computer,” they’ll say. “The kids use it too and we all just take turns because it brings us closer together as a family.”

As they say this, you can hear the dial-up connecting in the background.. “zhiing-da-ding-zha-zzzzzzttt!”

I know a guy who even shared an email account with his wife. I guess there aren’t enough email addresses to go around *cough* but he said it was because “they don’t keep secrets from each other.”

Well, we don’t either but it just seems that’d be a big old pain in the ass because I like to sort my email and keep it all neat and tidy, which takes some doing. I couldn’t imagine having to sort hers too and make sure everyone knows to put her name in the subject line if it’s for her, or whatever.

By the way, that couple split-up. We’ve been married for 22 years. Some things you have to just keep to yourself.

So here I am, without my personal Netbook because we have to wait a few days on the adapter we ordered. Being right in the middle of San Francisco we thought, “Hey, why order one when there are all these electronic stores around and they’d be likely to have one in stock?”

So we took a walk, popping into store after store and coming up empty. Finally, one store had the EXACT adapter I needed! The guy even brought it out and showed me, and I compared it with the dead one I’d brought along to make sure it was a match.

Thirty-nine bucks.

WHAT??????????

We told him how they were ten dollars online so of course he urged us to go ahead and order one that way because he wasn’t coming down in price. He lied because we managed to talk him down to thirty-two, but that was still too rich for us.

So we came home and placed an order for a new one at fifteen bucks once shipping was added in, and it’ll be here in a couple of days.

Meanwhile, I’m sitting here wondering why I can’t right-click or copy/paste anything. And what the hell are those bouncy little cartoons down below? Also I had no idea Dorian is part-owner of a casino.

The things you learn when you share a computer!