by Jody Worsham
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You know how in Ice Age that pre-historic squirrel is always chasing that illusive acorn? Justa bout the time he almost gets his paws around the acorn, the world shifts on its axis, the Ic Age starts to melt, or a hugh crack appears in a glacier separating him from his nut.
That's the way I am when it comes to computers.
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