Here’s a link to Carnivall of the Mundane where this is just one of many blog posts featured. If you don’t know Neil, the host, I dare you not to become addicted to his stories. My personal favorite ones are about Neil’s mother and Sophia, alone or together.
When I ordered my new computer, the customer service person took off the shipping charge, and said he would include an LCD cleaner set because of all the trouble that I had placing the order.
I was a bit confused as placing the order had been trouble free, I was getting a hyped up pavilion, great cordless keyboard, and 20 inch monitor for under half of what I had paid for my previous desktop three years ago, and four fifths less than the one before that. The cordless mouse is really good, but personally I prefer a pad. That is weird because I have small motor coordination problems.
When the computer came I kept the boxes in my bedroom for two weeks as I didn’t think somethings so cheap could be so good. Before I brought them to purgatory otherwise known as my storage cage in the building’s basement, I looked through the box, and found the coolest thing I have seen, in a long while; the LCD cleaning set that came with a bottle of cleaner and a black squeegee with a futuristic handle that holds the cleaner, a spray, nozzle and cap. The squeegee has a light gray foam rubber filler, and charcoal gray top with a very cool half moon design at the end that lets you get into corners, I guess.
The thing is I never really noticed how dirty monitors get before, and now I spend more time than is healthy looking at my monitor for dirt. I thank all of you who have dark blogs because I don’t notice how filthy my monitor is, and don’t have to stop every two minutes to clean the monitor.
Oh yes I drove myself crazy looking the spray applicator the other day, and had to put too much cleaner on the foam. Right, the applicator is in the handle. How will I know when I really begin to lose it?
I will probably have the first monitor to die an unnatural death from too much cleaning. I’m feeling anxious because I just washed the squeegee, and though I put it in the bathroom with the heat lamp on high, it hasn’t dried yet.
Have to stop now. Can’t be on the computer again until it does dry. Though I’m going to watch TV now, and will probably spend way too much time noticing real and imagined dirt on the TV screen.