Johnny Yu’ma Was A Rebel…
Tonite: I was attempting to finish up my classmate blog roll list and along came the G-Man. I think Jane had already sauntered off with Tarzan to some exotic port of call (a tree house a little north of Botswana): “People of Zee World… Relax! Even Cowgirls Get The Blues!” (Tom Robbins). Glen invited me to a Yu’ma (wherever that is) session (bring your own tea, biscuits and passport) – so, feeling like a cowboy, away I went with cigarettes in hand: the wife was to bed. After initial hook up, and don’t ask me how, I found that I was the host presenter, talk about pressure: but you gotta love it, baptism by fire… a cowboy wouldn’t have it any other way…
But actually, all this really meant was that Glen could see my desktop (I think he fell asleep) and not I his. We quickly changed it around proper so that I could see Glen’s: now we were awake and “Runnin’ With the Bulls!” He proceeded to demonstrate to me as to how I could quickly find all the addresses I still yet needed to copy and paste within that of my blog roll management system. In between time, I got to test them and they do indeed work. Then he flipped host responsibilities back to me and watched as I duplicated that which he had taught me…
PS: We had all Skype tools: bells, whistles (throw in some steam), audio/video and text messaging up and running as we pulled into Yu’ma. No, we didn’t stop by the local establishment for a cool one for it truly was a dry (gulp), dirty but delivered, dusty deserted desert town we had arrived to. Where even the scorpion went to church on Sunday looking for a shot of water or wine.
I’m starting to think (danger zone) that this is what our Skype cast was sorta to be like last Saturday just before the Bomber debacle: I should forgive them by the weekend: Back on the train Pilgrim…
As we pulled away, Glen showed me how to remove unnecessary/unwanted baggage from that of my tool bar train through that of the bookmark conductor with widgets in hand. Yes, we ventured back into Pandora’s Box, found her asleep beside 3 bears, and quickly exited with that which we needed: no, not porridge, bananas… it seems Tarzan left his monkey behind chasing after that brunette in a “G”ouche “G”-String: there’s a picture of her on my flickr….
A few miles on, I lost contact with my host, this “moccasin telegraph” (smoke signals incognito) that I’m using isn’t quite the same as Sirius Satellite… so I thought I would sit a bit, sit a spell, have a sip, and dare do tell, dare I dwell… that I’m kinda yearning for a return to the good ol’ days of Rock ‘n’ Roll, Blue Suede Shoes and Johnny B. Goode; after all, he was a Rebel and he “Road Through the West”.
Manny said,
October 30, 2007 at 1:19 pm
That’s pretty cool!!! Sounds like Yugma was really to use. I’m going to try it. I need a tool for my football fantasy work. Something simple and easy to use.
Sunnytechgirl said,
October 31, 2007 at 1:44 am
Cool. I’ve got Yugma installed and tried to reply to an invitation from Lily – and discovered how to share my desktop but somehow never got connected to speak, although I did text. Some evenings I’m working in the dark – in more ways than one!
jolene76 said,
October 31, 2007 at 2:26 am
Great! Now you are all set to be my teacher!! I still haven’t figured Yugma out so next time I catch up with you, you can be my tutor!!
Jolene Brown said,
October 31, 2007 at 3:17 am
By the way Dana, you seem to be missing a very important person on your blogroll!!!
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