With a Little help from my friends

It's Friday and I'm at work.

The laptop glares back at me when I ask it to do something it's done hundreds of thousands of times. I click on something, begging. The screen blinks and tells me I'm stupid and says I don't understand computers. It tells me I'm clueless. My Mac fingers try to coax a Dell and Microsoft ensemble to work with me (please) for just 2 more hours.



I sigh, dejected and alone in a world of cold, cruel machines.

I glance over to my friends under the mouse. I smile 'cause they're there for me, standing stoic in the desert, like bookends. They've traveled all the way from The 7MSN Ranch in New Mexico to help me through my work day.

George and Alan are their names and "being-burro" is their game. They're such huge celebrities they have their own brand of gear at The 7MSN Ranch Mercantile . Gear you can own yourself and have handy when you need to shade your eyes, journal an important day in your life or give you courage when the machines are out to get you.



Thanks guys. I really count on you and you come through for me every time. Heck, The Beatles and Joe Cocker would be proud of you too.

For me --- you've never sung outta tune.