Flying Saucers in Elk County

[Wilma]

You must have been reading my posts again, Diane.  I will try to do better.

[kdfrawg]

I have mine fairly well trained. I don't know that I can do anything about the rest of them. I suppose that we would all be smart to get our letters from Rudy. Being a newspaper man, and all, all of his letters should be thoroughly trained when you get them. No muss, no fuss.

[Diane Amberg]

 No, Wilma, I did not mean you. You put me to shame.

[Wilma]

Maybe it is my commas that get kind of wild once in awhile.

[kdfrawg]

My problem is simpler than commas, Wilma. My problem is fingers. Occasionally, those selfsame fingers behave more like the flippers that my namesake sports. Which is to say, typos, evil typos. Even though I generally know what keys I want to hit, all too often during the trip down the neurons in my arms from my brain to my fingers, that knowledge is lost, and the wrong key struck. Alas, typos will someday be my doom, when exactly the wrong keys are struck, and exactly the wrong person offended.

Woe is me!

Well, except for the spelling checker.

[Diane Amberg]

 You don't have flippers; those are webbed feet. You have your typing excuses and I have mine. I just don't know how to type. I am a graduate of the hunt and peck school.

[kdfrawg]

I'm not a touch typist either. I was often amazed that I got through so many years in the computer business without that talent. I was never even asked the question in an interview. Of course, a lot of that time I was a programmer, and it turned out that I could still type faster than most anybody could think in the programming language de jour. When I stopped being a programmer, I started being a project manager. Since I was running the project, I always made sure that I had a tech writer on board to help with the project text.

Oddly enough, it was only after I started writing fiction that it became a problem. I discovered that I could think a lot faster in English than I could in C++, so I would sometimes go into brainstorm mode when the story was coming at me to fast to keep up with, just writing down the basics and then going back to fill in the words when my internal plot-maker shut down. Never make the Muse wait, is my motto.

[Rudy Taylor]

What did Diane say she was huntin?

Blush, blush!

[kdfrawg]

I've been trying to ignore that one, Rudy. All I know for sure is that Diane has been gone a very long time.

[Diane Amberg]

 Good morning you two.    Define "gone.'' If you mean mentally, I agree. Physically, Al hasn't been feeling well so we went to bed early. And Rudy, that was peck, as in chickens eating.... no other interpretation please!