Computer Errors, Human Errors, Errors Alike

I waited, waited for the damned thing to process my information and to copy it to a diskett, all the while I was listening to Yoko Kanno, one of my favorite artists with her Human Complex Album, and the computer pops a window saying something about the A drive needing a good formatting. What a bowl of bull; I saved it down on another computer, no problems and in no time. Disketts are such an obsolete facet of hardware, soon enough thrown out to the 3rd world countries, I suppose. Tell me if I offended anyone at all?

If there's anything I know to be offensive, it's a banal racial slur like "Curry Bather", coming from one of my acquaintances; but whether or not it's meant, I hold it as a gesture of comradery amoung friends of opposing races. I'm not completely Indian (from the country), but I still have some of the Indian culture in me and a substanial influence from my Indian grandpa, whom I respect as much as I'd respect any other geriatric of any other race and/or ethnicity. I've always had a good respect for my elders, as long as we don't include my parents as an example--for more reasons than one. Elderly people tend to be more wise and listening than the average teenager or even politician (the best example), which puts them in the deserving section in my book.

Jumping into another topic, I must say I've been becoming more of an ADD victumized individual by the day, scrounging for a subject my eyes can rest on; but I end with the same obstacles everyday--read, computer, music, be social? This is about as social as I get, right here, talking about what has been on my mind in the past little while. Priceless.

Here in Ohio, the weather has been nice, as nice as escaping from contemporary Christian radio hits. Christian pop artists are poor excuses for artists, making renditions of the most popular sounds in the media to gain support in their "mission", which commonly and unexpectedly is money. Go figure. I haven't looked into the church fraud since I last heard it about it from a former Christian, an old friend, who said when he looked into the subject, he wished he never started the dig. I don't blame him; sometimes, the negative knowledge overwhelms any ability to see the pros, leaving you a depressed lump in the bed until you find the light again.
Did I just bring up weather? Man, I'm boring...