Anywhere he wants.
Oscar's brother, Rocky, lived his first nine months in the feral state. Not being a dope, he soon realized that if you move indoors, you can get somebody to fix your breakfast for you, instead of having to hunt it down and kill it. Rocky still lives at the Jersey Shore, with Joanne's dad. click here for previous MacFries |
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MacFries, n. pl. (mac-FRIZ) 1. Fast food items best eaten piping hot. Usually start to congeal upon cooling. Sometimes found under the front seat of cars. 2. Slender strips of Macintosh-related ephemera, occasionally satisfying and sometimes not even Mac-related. 3. The part of this Web site where I get to run off at the mouth. (Note: Links open in a new window.)
What the hell is this?
When I first put this site up some years back, I envisioned this section as being a forum for all sorts of things: Macintosh tips and tricks, random thoughts, maybe some absurd humor.
It never happened. I'd planned to write articles when I had a half-hour free here and there, but writing a 1,000-word piece on a regular basis just took too much time (writing is a very slow process for me), and the 30-minute framework didn't allow for thoughts to mature and matriculate. As such, I just wasn't able to add to this page on any kind of basis.
Blogging technology has given me a second chance. Now, I can write in bits and pieces, and as I add stuff, those who choose to can be automatically alerted. I'll deal with Macs, Windows, backups, iDevices, and more.
Enough babbling -- take me to the new MacFries!
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