Update went through again. Everything came back up. App Store popped up and said "Updates Available".

10.12.5…,,again

I said, "Go for it, idiot", because have moved my work over to my Windows box and don't really care what the thing does at this point.

Downloads it AGAIN.

Pauses a bit and instead of rebooting, it grumpily displays "No updates available"

Update completed. Reboot worked. OS reports current version. All is well in Mudville. Then, App Store says, "You have updates available".

It's the OS update I just friggin installed.

Click update because I desperately want this thing to just shit itself beyond salvation. Nothing would give me more joy at this point.

It's the only reason to buy/steal the tank.

Update is going slowly but without the occasional screen flashes which I know is the MacOS updater desparately trying to tell me, "I know you said remind me later but you have updates", but it can't because..no desktop.

I have a time estimate this time and the progress bar is moving.

If only the drive home had the options available to you in Los Santos.

Downloading 10.12.5 and installing manually because the App Store updater is junk.

MacOS update.

Click restart. Update starts. Desktop suddenly comes back. Restart again. Update starts. Progress bar has not moved in forever.

Last time this happened, I like never brought it back to life agin.

I'm so over this thing.

Speaking of Fax machines.

They're the modern era's version of tarting a delivery boy up in a dickey, cumberbun and pantaloons then sending him off with a wax-sealed envelope.

Tossing the fax machine's offering into the shredder on your way back to your desk is the modern era's version of sending your own tarted up delivery boy with their delivery boy's head in a box.

I guess the take-away here is that fax machines have saved the lives of countless young men.

If it isn't already obvious, my mind is all over the place today.

@kdfrawg We still have vendors and customers who insist on sending and receiving the things. It's almost as quaint as sending some guy in pantaloons with a wax-sealed envelope.

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Phone and laptop go ding and flash a notification that Sidekick has sent an email.

Phone and laptop go ding and flash a notification that Sidekick has sent a text message informing me that she sent an email.

Phone will eventually go ring with a call from sidekick to inform me that she sent a text to inform me about an email.

I'm turning off my phone to see if she goes to Staples and sends a fax next.