Hondureños

Trying something new today.  Little Juvat came home Saturday after an extended business trip. So the family is taking the weekend to experience Tuna's reported phenomenon of Time Flying. We fired up the fun requirement after picking him up at the airport by dining Al Fresco at La Gloria restaurant. Margaritas all round and even a chilly wind couldn't dim the spirits. The evening passed quickly, so there may be some validity to Tuna's theory.

On tap for today is quiet time spent on the lazy river at the Hyatt Hill Country Resort. Followed by some shopping for some "big city required" support.  Fritzing iPads and iPhones ("They JUST work!" Yeah right) require some Apple Store love.

So, by now you're probably wondering about "what's new".  Last Christmas, Mrs. Juvat, in cahoots with Little Juvat, his Wife, and my Beautiful Daughter, decided I needed to be drug, kicking and screaming mind you, into the Apple iPad camp. They procured and gave me (I loathe the term "gifted") an iPad 3. (They JUST work. Yeah right!)

The ensuing few months have been spent making darn sure ALL my Kindle books are available. (They seem to be.)  I've also been honing my skills at Bloons BTD5.  Very addicting and deadly to any productive activity.

Anyhoo, to quote that famous Rhode Islander, get ON with it, Juvat! What's new?


Since my Dell Venue is on the fritz also. (They just work, also! Yeah, right!) I decided to try to use the iPad to post, since dragging my desktop on vacation would put a severe damper on the fun factor involved in testing Tuna's theory.

Knowing this was coming, I did a little prep work Saturday morning before we left. You know, deciding what to write about, finding cool pictures to highlight the post, the finding Wikipedia support to cite the absolute veracity of my tale. The usual stuff.

Got up Sunday, put a pot of coffee on and set out to write a rousing tale of training a couple Honduran Air Force officer in the basics of flying a fighter. Intending to get the post done without waking the wife or daughter, I went out on the patio, with my coffee.

There's a mid-level thin overcast, but it's warm and humid, so me and my coffee are happy. I commence to writing.

I had spent prep time in formatting the post title, since our linguistically talented host would not have accepted the Spanish word for Hondurans with a simple "n" . No, he would want it complete with the tilde, giving it the "nyuh" sound.

I highlight the word, then start looking for the ctrl key to ctrl+c, ctrl+ v the word into place.

Hmmm! Apparently, it's intuitive to hold your finger on the word whilst singing Kumbaya, thereby summoning the copy/paste menu gods. At least that's what my daughter said after I woke her up with sotto voce snarls at the machine.

But we're off!

I go to refill my coffee, and get back to find that I've lost the wifi connection. Being a firm believer in the " Save early, save often, weep not" school of computer operation, I'm not too worried. I re-establish my connection to the world. Pull up the draft and try to scroll down to where I left off. No Scroll bar! ( BTW what is it with this spell check thing, I'M writing this, if I'd wanted that to say Scrooge Bar, I'd have typed Scrooge Bar!)

"Oh Beautiful daughter, it doesn't seem to be scrolling"

"Dad! Put your finger on the screen until the keyboard appears then swipe the screen."

"Oh, of course! Duh!

Well, so now it's obvious that this experience, this voyage into the world of Apple, is not too successful, as I now want to insert a couple of pictures into the post for visual interest.  Click on the blogger picture upload button.  Hmmm, no upload from computer (certainly, no upload from iPad) link.

"Daughter!"

Well, we discovered that copying the picture and pasting it directly into the editor is NOT the answer. 

The iPad crashes, and needs a hard reset.

Little Juvat and wife arrive with breakfast.  The daughter offers me the use of her laptop (a MacBook, of course) and I finish up with it. 

It's time to investigate the daytime aspects of Tuna's theory.

 No pictures, sorry.

So, as Suldog is wont to say.  "Soon, with more better stuff."  But at least I don't have to worry about the subject for next week's post.