Monday, March 03, 2008

The Oprah class...

...was a big fat bust.

It's no surprise since there were close to half a million people logged on from 139 different countries across the globe. I thought maybe it was just my slow ass computer but both my sister and Mindy had issues with their computers freezing up too. My sister was on speaker and every so often you'd hear a "F*ck!" out of the phone as Mindy and I were IMing our frustrations back and forth. Here this course is supposed to help you find that path to spiritual enlightenment and inner peace but it left me clenched and foul mouthed. After several frustrating moments I finally had to "open apple, option, esc" in order to close out of the program, but my computer was piping hot and the program would not force quit. Then it started to make this loud whizzing sound before the whole thing went black and lost power. It was anything but spiritual.

Perhaps Oprah should shelve this "New Earth" concept for a while and offer those who were ready to smash their computers to smithereens, a course on Anger Management. I'm thinking there's more of a need for that right about now.

6 comments:

Mindy said...

I am planning on checking out the rest of what I missed today. I wonder what everyone was saying on her message boards?

moooooog35 said...

You'd never think that a sentence with the words "Oprah" and "big fat bust" was about a CLASS.

ChiTown Girl said...

moooooog, I don't know who the hell you are, but you kill me!! do you do stand-up for a living!?

frank said...

I think Oprah has misjudged her audience.
Imagine if you will Mr. Spock the Internet in the year 2008, and this talk show host in Chicago bringing the whole world to its knees with a spiritual/enlightenment webcast. Instead of doing some good, in the following week's webcasts the talk show host proceeded to destroy the world's economy, one computer at a time.

This is why, Mr. Spock, the intelligent humans on Earth chose to live in outer space.

KBL 2 ORD 2 SAN said...

We would not only be honored and absolutely thrilled to have Big Wrigs should anything happen to you and Tom (Allah forbid), we would also be running around getting all kinds of toys and beds and treats prepared for his grand arrival. I can just see his golden butt romping through Coronado dog beach.

HOWEVER, there is a requirement. Chumley has to come, too. You just CANNOT break up those two. As much as they like to get into tussles, they are each other’s best buds. They can’t be separated.

As I’ve always said, he’s a misunderstood kitten. I love Chums and he’s welcome here anytime. Milo is very, very good with cats and birds now.

So, Big Wrigs and Chum-Chum, take care of your mama & papa, otherwise you’ll end up living the rough life in San Diego! :-)

Smileygirl said...

Awww my sweet friend. You are the best. Big Wrigs is looking at me with his big amber eyes as I type. Maybe he knows something.