My
iPad died Monday night. It was working fine Monday, about half
charged when I closed it for the last time and it went to sleep.
Tuesday morning it was a black unresponsive screen which did not
revive after being hooked up to the charger. It was only 5 years old.
I
still have my older iPad, the one I thought I lost in the parking lot
of a church and went out and bought the new one right away and the
next day the church called me that the old one had been turned in.
Still, I had apps and several half written blog posts on the dead one
that I don't have on the old one.
My
desktop is old enough now that I can no longer update the operating
system, so says Marc. He thinks I should get a new one but this one
still works fine for what I use it for. I think if I'm going to get a
new anything, I'd rather have a laptop though I doubt any kind of new
device is in the foreseeable future what with the house still under
repair.
Speaking
of which I called Rocky this morning and let him know we wouldn't be
home today just in case he planned to show up (no, he has us for
Friday) since we're going to see the new Jurassic World movie as long
as Minnie the dog is over at my sister's house.
It
rained gently all day yesterday, which we really needed, stopping
before dark though Houston got hammered with 8” and, big surprise,
once again flooded, Buffalo Bayou cresting it's banks and inundating
the park where the 4th of July celebration stages were set
up. The city cancelled the party about mid-day though the fireworks
were still supposed to go on, but y'all stay home and watch it on TV.
The usual fireworks that go on around here seemed more subdued than
past years, not as many, not as fancy, and not for as long. I wonder
if my neighbors are just as unhappy about the direction this country
has taken as I am since rain has never dampened their enthusiasm in
the past.
