Word!

And I’m back…well for all intents and purposes none of you really knew I was gone. But see what ha’happened was…I was using word offline to write all of my blogs, emails, journals, communications, cv, etc. and then I got that nasty shock moment of Word telling me I needed to activate in order to continue using it. I couldn’t cut, paste, type – nothing. Of course, this was fine for reading stuff I’d already written but I couldn’t do anything with it. And of course I had ONE more crucial thing to fix on my CV before I could actually use it (figures). So I was resorting to MS Works for the last several days…which was fine as far as getting my thoughts down and transcribing my interviews (thanks again to John for the use of his recorder!) but did nothing for me for all of the stuff I needed to communicate back to the world. I couldn’t paste anything into my blog or emails. So all of my crafty efforts to minimize my time sitting at money-swallowing cafes was for naught. That is until today.

Thanks to the hacker-like prowess of one Tammy Hernke who was kind enough to cajole the guys in IT back at Deloitte into letting her use my computer back home, she was able to find the original email confirmation with the registration code I needed to get my Word situation sorted out. Turns out that when I downloaded it the first time (at least, I think this is what happened) I pressed “open” instead of save and therefore didn’t save doodly to my computer. Because of that, I apparently was using the 60 day trial version so of course the codes I had didn’t work in that version. Ah ha! What an idiot moment. In any event – about 2 hours of sitting on my bum at the McCafe and I am back in business.

Now I’m at home and it turns out the hub-ub in the square tonight is not a wedding but a concert! I was walking past a woman at Ta Nisju (I bought something from her two days ago) and she inquired after my purchase so I asked her what was up. She said, “It’s a concert and you can eat for 12Euro a plate but I’m afraid you need a reservation.” I told her I’m staying just up there (pointing up to my balcony) and she smiled and said, “oh so you won’t pay anything! You will have a glass of wine, and you will enjoy!” And you know what – I think I will! Good thing I picked up a bottle of Green Label white wine for just such an occasion! Let’s just hope they aren’t a Maltese Kenny G. tribute band. Oh good lord…I hear a horn of some kind. If it’s any sorta smooth jazz I am OUTTA here for the night.