Technology hates me. No, really, it hates me. I can crash computers just by looking at them. I can crash computers over the phone. I can crash computers on other continents. I can probably crash computers in galaxies far, far away...
I kill mp3 players, I kill car stereos, I kill cell phones by the dozen. Digital cameras commit suicide when I walk in the room.The Wii acts up around me. My internet service goes out all day and then magically works the moment my husband walks in the door.
I don't understand it. I love technology. I have wasted many perfectly good hours trying to kill egg stealing pigs with flying birds. I talk to my old girlfriends from middle school on a daily basis on facebook. I think Google is amazing. You want to know how snails reproduce? Google it. When do you start tomatoes indoors in Central Texas? Google it. What is the best breed of chicken for the small homestead? Google it. How do you shrink a human head? You get the idea...It's heaven for an information junkie like me.
At least once a day I walk up to Mike with some piece of technology in my hand, begging "Fix it, please!?" Thankfully, Mike is a secret geek and can fix anything I manage to screw up.