…. I am embarrassed to admit I don’t know.
I am a dummypants so I need to smarten my pants and, therefore, you Smartypants may procced to help me now.
‘Mmkay?
All right.
1) I do not know (ahem) how to get wireless Innanet provider for my Mac laptop. I do know my Mac has some magic thingie called Airport, but I do nah geddih.
But I need to know this because, apparently, I’m some kind of low-life Innanet thief who’s been stealing her wireless connection from God knows who for God knows how long. And I want to know because, well, how else am I going to blog from the hoosegow, people?
2) Also, I do not know how to post an audio file on dishere blog. And I want to know because, well, I want to post an audio file on dishere blog!
Okay. Wait a second.
Let’s all have a meditative moment in honor of my rank stupidity:
(d……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………uh)
All right, already! Close your mouth, Michael. We are not a codfish.
Annnnnd now …..
Ready.
Set.
HELP me, Smartypants, ELHP!!
I finally learned how to use wireless internet this week. Don’t feel bad. But it was on a PC and not a Mac, so I can’t help you a bit.
BUT.
I saw the “Close your mouth, Michael. We are not a codfish.” line any possible time I can.
Because yes, I was raised on Mary Poppins. she rocks.
I saY the line, not saw it. ugh. I’m going now.
I know, ASM. I love that line … even though, I must confess, I’ve always found Mary Poppins to be a deeply weird individual.
Is it me?
Oh she’s weird, in a wonderful way. I quote her all the time. My favorite line to throw around the kids sarcastically is, “You know best, as usual.”
But wait, weren’t we talking about wireless internet?
Not weird — practically perfect, in every way.
I know a man with a wooden leg named Smith.
A wooden leg named Smith… A wooden leg… named… Smith…
*gasps for air, then flies to the ceiling*
“Father! Come down!!!”