And here we are again working late on the computer, or should I say wrestling with it. It is an unfeeling, uncaring, insensitive object that should be kicked and beaten. Not that any of that will be of any use to me, but the thought makes me smile, a little.
Ok, I am tired and I am losing the battle, but I will win this war. Sometimes I think that I should become a simple farmer and leave technology behind.
Maybe you could call this Jack’s Luddite Shack.