NEVER CROSS A WRITER...

And then they'll kill you (in print, of course).
(Borrowed this one from Facebook)

It was such a liberating feeling tossing the broken pieces of my old computer into the recycle today. Somehow I resisted the urge to take a baseball bat to it for all the hassle it's given me.

Mainly because I didn't want to clean up the mess that it would have made.

Bobby