You're very welcome, MD. Hey, don't feel so bad. I'm old enough to be your ... Errr ... Your much older sister.
LOL! Here, this will cheer you up. Now, put on your aged person glasses so you can read it. *Snicker!* I am so bad. Hahaha! I did not compose this poem and the author is unknown so I'm not able to give credit, but it's way cool. Enjoy!
"A Poem For Those Over 30"
A computer was something on TV
From a science fiction show of note
A window was something you hated to clean
And ram was the cousin of a goat.
Meg was the name of my girlfriend
And gig was a job for the nights
Now they all mean different things
And that really mega bites.
An application was for employment
A program was a TV show
A curser used profanity
A keyboard was a piano.
Memory was something that you lost with age
A CD was a bank account
And if you had a 3 inch floppy
You hoped nobody found out.
Compress was something you did to the garbage
Not something you did to a file.
And if you unzipped anything in public
You'd be in jail for awhile.
Log on was adding wood to the fire
Hard drive was a long trip on the road
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived
And a back up happened to your commode.
Cut you did with a pocket knife.
Paste you did with glue
A web was a spider's home
And a virus was the flu.
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
And the memory in my head
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash
But when it happens, they'll wish they were dead.
The (Very!) End.
Hope you have a super duper awesome Birthday, MD!
Big Hugs to You and Yours!!!
Always,
Angel xoxoxox
