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Via Boing ^2: [tag]Smithsonian[/tag] grants first-refusal rights to its archived footage to [tag]Showtime[/tag].

Um… Not OK.

A MacBook Pro has arrived with my name on it.  Excited, I clear off some desk space to get it set up.  Carefully, I unwrap the box and ease the box open.  Cautiously and with gentle movements do I withdraw the interior styrofoam casing from the cardboard box.  And I flip that comparment open to reveal…  A “some assembly required” MacBook Pro.

Oh, it’s all there.  The outer case, the logic board, the LCD, the hard drive.  Everything.  Everything is just separated into individual anti-static bags.  Atomized and each piece to its own.  Rummaging through the box’s contents, I eventually find the assembly directions.  And quickly discover that it’s a DIY “some assembly required” edition of the new portable.

And I apparently need to supply my own screws.

I tear through the house looking for the right screws.  I disassemble eyeglasses and try those.  Nothing works.  And those evil bastards haven’t supplied any information on where to obtain those necessary fasteners.

I’m at a time share in New England owned by my grand parents. Not my dad’s folks though; my mom’s folks. The time share condo resembles my Kindergarten classroom except elongated and with less toys. Commotion permeates. Not just the expected commotion of too many people in too small a space. And not just the expected commotion of dinner (lunch?) -making. [tag]Angelina Jolie[/tag] has arrived. And she’s adopted my brother’s kids. My nephews. She struts through like she owns the place. Not like a member of the family. No effort made in that regard. But like the place belongs to her. She runs it. And everyone should defer to her authority and judgment (though no one seems to be interested in doing so). She cradles the youngest nephew against her chest and lectures us on child-rearing. No one is interested in what she has to say. Especially not me. I make for the upstairs and she follows, both nephews in toe. Continuing her lecture. Not taking the hint. Even as I try locking myself in the bathroom.