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The Little Review

Poem for Thursday and New Computer

Picture Puzzle Piece
By Shel Silverstein

One picture puzzle piece
Lyin' on the sidewalk,
One picture puzzle piece
Soakin' in the rain.
It might be a button of blue
On the coat of the woman
Who lived in a shoe.
It might be a magical bean,
Or a fold in the red
Velvet robe of a queen.
It might be the one little bite
Of the apple her stepmother
Gave to Snow White.
It might be the veil of a bride
Or a bottle with some evil genie inside.
It might be a small tuft of hair
On the big bouncy belly
Of Bobo the Bear.
It might be a bit of the cloak
Of the Witch of the West
As she melted to smoke.
It might be a shadowy trace
Of a tear that runs down an angel's face.
Nothing has more possibilities
Than one old wet picture puzzle piece.


I got my new computer! cidercupcakes came over to wait with me and brought actual cupcakes (with peanut butter icing, best idea ever) and Avatar: The Last Airbender, and we started watching the third season (Fire Nation beach party) plus she caught me up on Jet (with the wind in your hair of a thousand laces), and we got to see Zuko feel every emotion from COMPLETE WOE to UTTER ANGST, so that was generally awesome.

I spent the entire afternoon and evening trying to configure the computer, which is also generally awesome, and extremely fast and superbly equipped, with two big caveats: it won't run the version of Photoshop I have, and I can't find a driver for my nearly-20-year-old scanner that will work with it. Also, I swear that Apple doesn't want people running Windows 7 to use iTunes because they sure didn't make it easy to find a 64-bit version. And does anyone know whether VideoLAN works with Windows 7?

More tomorrow when I have figured out where my Retrospect backup disc has disappeared to and have backed up my hard drive properly. Also, I will catch up on e-mail, LJ comments, Facebook, SPP, etc. Meanwhile, since I have no flying bison, have some gratuitous sheep:


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