it never fails to amaze me. a flashing curser can be so hypnotic.
how many pages of really good stuff have i lost, by looking a little too long, at a disapearing, reapearing black line?
it wouldn't surprise me if a best selling novel has evaperated, from my mind, and escaped my finger tip's key board trap, because of the rythmic pace at which the curser comes and goes. maybe if it blinked faster there would be some sort of urgent need to get the ideas out quicker. but no. on, off, on, off it just goes on like that.
so, in conclusion i would like to offer some advice, and share an observation: never eat yellow snow, and beer from green bottles tastes green. thank you.
how many pages of really good stuff have i lost, by looking a little too long, at a disapearing, reapearing black line?
it wouldn't surprise me if a best selling novel has evaperated, from my mind, and escaped my finger tip's key board trap, because of the rythmic pace at which the curser comes and goes. maybe if it blinked faster there would be some sort of urgent need to get the ideas out quicker. but no. on, off, on, off it just goes on like that.
so, in conclusion i would like to offer some advice, and share an observation: never eat yellow snow, and beer from green bottles tastes green. thank you.