Presently I am sitting in front of my computer writing this, duh, frustrated by my iTunes woes. Harpy called me up on Saturday and told me about how great iTunes version 7 was. So I decided to download it and it all went to shit. Downloaded files from Juan my wizard, and it worked then I went from my F drive to my C drive and it’s gone. I really don’t know what the fuck is going on. I did do a google search this afternoon about problems with iTunes version 7 and there were 12 million or so listings. So maybe I’m not alone. The word is, Apple released it too soon and there are plenty of bugs in it. I oughta know.

Nice website for Patti Smith on her SonyBMG website. Nice poem/essay about her mother. Very touching. She’s such a good person. I worked with her years ago, when she was recording for Arista records. I had to deliver her per diems for her band and they were always happy to see me. I helped Jay Dee Daugherty, her drummer win a lawsuit against a cargo company a few years before my working at Arista. I made the paperwork available for him. The cargo company didn’t think he’d have access to the bill of lading, but I made it available. He was grateful and put me on the list for an upcoming show back then.

Still searching on my computer for that elusive iTunes file that Juan sent. I had it, then lost it, and can’t find it anywhere. I really don’t know what to do. This is showing how incompetent I am when dealing with computers. I admit it. For some reason people think I know things about the computer, but what I know is mainly intuitive. I know the basics and I am fortunate to have people like Juan and Rand around that do know. But Juan is hundreds of miles away and Rand is Rand. Incommunicado. Don’t want to only call him when I have problems with the computer.

The Mac overture plays in the back of my head, though not on iTunes. I really haven’t ever paid for a computer, maybe it’s time I should. But then again, I have no money to buy a new computer. C’est la vie. The computer works anyway and I’m being an idiot thinking about getting a new computer because I can’t get iTunes anymore. Can I get any more daft? I’m sure I can, but now is not the time nor place. This does look like a job for Rand though. I need to have the administrator’s permission and I thought I was the administrator. He installed it so maybe he knows the secret pass code. Maybe he could save my iTunes.

Fucking Apple. Get me hooked on a product then it all goes haywire. It’s like a drug I tell ya, a drug. Not that I would know anything about that. Not me. I know as much about drugs as I know about computers. Now, where’s that jazz cigarette?