My
heart trembles as I watch the stars shoot by the emblazoned "N" in the upper right hand corner of my browser,
knuckles clenched
white aginst the firm texture of the office
chair arm rests. Holding my breath in restless anticipation.
I feel the seconds turn to minutes which then transform into hours as the time goes by, awaiting the presence of a progress monitor, a
graphic, or any sign of life.
My brain seizes, the prospect of being without
CmdrTaco,
Hemos or even
Jon Katz for even a mere
moment terrifies it beyond recognition.
What shall I do?
How shall I spend the idle hours between
meetings and tasks?
What shall be my
oasis of
geekdom within the stark cold confines of my
cubicle?
From where else could I get my daily dose of
News for Nerds or
Stuff that Matters?
I stare at the blank grey
void of my
browser and contemplate this all in
silence.
What to do?
Where to go?
In desperation I click
reload and begin the waiting routine again. Small beads of sweat form on my brow and I wonder if I shall read an article from the heart-renderin-soul-barin' dept. ever again.
A
widget!
The soothing green title bar, the poll!, and again I must vote for
CowboyNeal, all is well.
salvation.