He’s dead, Jim….

… Requiscat in pace, dear laptop. You served me well these long years. But since you don’t have a soul my mourning period will be brief. I’m sure you understand. Finding your replacement is of the utmost importance. This thing I’m typing on now, a fifteen year old netbook with an outdated vesion of IE, doesn’t have spell check! The grammar nazis will eat me alive! So you see my delimma.

Ok, computer geeks. I need your help. What do you think of the Surface? I’m desparate for computer advice so anything you throw at me right now would be greatly appreciated. I’m technolgically illiterate. Or is it iliterate?

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