The faster I try to go; less I seem to accomplish.

This past week proved no exception; in fact, everything came to a head on Monday. I had my To-Do-List all prioritized and neatly written on several 3 by 5 cards stuffed in my shirt pocket. Earlier I went through them item by item to make sure I could maximize day. After all, "The early bird catches worm."

Being turkey I am, I have no idea what I'm going to do with worm when I catch it, particularly if it's early in morning when all I want is a good cup of coffee. Yet, I can often be found imitating that "early bird" scurrying around with my list of important things to do.

Getting back to my Monday catastrophe, and I can't think of another word that adequately describes last Monday. Sure, I've had catastrophes before. But this one was wicked stepmother of all catastrophes.

After organizing my 3 by 5 cards, I made some mental notes as to how long each job would take. Returning those cards to my shirt pocket, I smiled smile of one who has conquered his day. I felt good about myself and was anxious to get started on my day.

My day started out rather well. In fact, I discovered by mid-morning I was ahead of schedule. I chuckled to myself and thought, "next time I'll have a longer To-Do-List."

Suddenly, everything came to a screech owl halt.

I needed to pick up something at my office, which would only take a moment. I pulled up to my office door, jumped out of car and unlocked office door.

The office door can only be locked from outside, with a key. The inside has a handicap bar according to building code. I thought I would save time by unlocking door and then locking it while I went inside to retrieve item I needed. This would mean when I came to leave I could walk out, shut door behind me and it would lock automatically.

This would save me exactly .00003 seconds of time. As time is precious, I thought it worth effort.

HOW TO DO EVERYTHING WITH ...XP --Or, are you sure Windows XP can fly me to moon and back? --

The world is moving at a break-neck speed these days, so it’s no wonder we’re impressed as heck with turbo-charged racing cars, bored out of our trees with fast food, and whacked out of our gourds by something called jet lag.

So, it’s not surprising that in a world that professes to have solutions to fit your problems that a book would published entitled, “How to Do Everything with Windows XP”.

For residents of planet earth who don’t own book let alone a computer, dweebs who haven’t got a clue how to operate a computer, a DVD player, or an I-Pod for that matter and dingbats who prefer using a pencil and paper – this breathtaking book will regrettably do nothing to improve their lot in life.

It would be nice to think that computer hardware and software is a match made in heaven. But few of us understand intricate workings of these digital doom machines that often go belly up from back-door bugs, virulent viruses, and nefarious nuisances called Trojan horses.

So, I’m not inclined to put too much faith in a book or a machine that guarantees my life will be worry-free, painless, and cost less than a visit to Tooth Fairy-Godfather.