Since this thread is dying, I better just post the rest of the stories or I'll forget to do it. (by the way, apparently I can't count, because there's only 11 stories. I could have sworn there were twelve.) Here they are: 4. They got a laptop as a gift a few summers ago (2007 I believe) that had to be replaced this past November (that's a shelf life of less than a year and half, folks) because my mom fried it. "How?" you say? It wasn't the cats and their static electricity (although I am completely shocked that it was not the cause.) No, no. It was because despite my father's pleas to just put the laptop directly on the surface of the kitchen table (they eat in a different location so the table has become the "home office") like it should be, my mother would-everyday, mind you-put a cloth placemat under the laptop during the day while he was at work and then take it out when he returned home. The reason? So it would look nicer. The result? Yeah, fried laptop. My folks got a Tivo/DVD combo (one of those Humax ones) a few Christmases ago since they were going through VCRs like bubble gum. Of course, they couldn't get it to record anything. Or they got a DVD stuck inside the machine. Or the few times that they got humongous phone bills because the Tivo was trying to call for hours at a time, several times a day. Granted, this wasn't their fault (faulty hard drive) but, needless to say, I got theirs onto their network now so the phone calls are in the past. Still, this whole product, which should have improved their life, has been a nightmare. Just a week ago, they called to complain that the end of some movies they had recorded had been cutoff. They thought the Tivo was broken again. Turns out that the programming didn't start on-time and so their recording time was off-nobody's fault but the network's. Of course, I showed them how to manually add time to their recordings and my dad says, "Oh, I knew about that. I do it with my NASCAR races when I record them. I thought you could only do that with live sporting events." My mom received an inexpensive digital camera as a door prize at a Christmas party a few years ago. She would always complain that she has no pictures. I asked what kind of memory card it takes and she would respond, "what's a memory card?" After we bought her one, the photos still weren't appearing. Turns out that she kept selecting "Format card" whenever she was done using the camera. They bought a fairly nice LCD television about 2 years ago. Nothing super fancy-only a 32 inch screen. However, I would invariably get phone calls that the TV wasn't working (i.e. there was no picture.) I asked them to change channels. Nothing would happen. I went over to check it out and 5 seconds later, the problem was discovered. They had pushed the input button on the remote, changing it off the cable and onto one of the others (HDMI, SVID, etc.) and, thus, didn't know what to do. I think this one happened about four or five times before I wrote a note and taped it to the back of the remote for the "next time." Speaking of remotes, despite only needing the Tivo remote for everything, they continue to use the remote that came with the television and the digital cable box. It's a little thing but it drives me bonkers. Recently, mom has become addicted to You Tube. But instead of sending links or the address of the specific page, she'll send an email that states, "GO TO YOU TUBE AND CHECK OUT ENYA'S NEW CHRISTMAS SONG!!! JUST GO TO YOU TUBE AND CLICK ENYA!" Uh, yeah. Real helpful, mom. She sends these to other people, too. I wonder if they roll their eyes like I do. Or do they actually try to figure out what she wants them to see? My mom has made it a point of forwarding emails that she received from people because she thought that I would enjoy reading them. Of course, some are the stupid things people forward around to each other (i.e. jokes, photos, etc.) However, we usually do extended family correspondence via email and despite my email address prominently displayed on the list of senders, she still forwards her copy to me, as if I didn't get the email. Finally, this one is too good, even though it's not part of my family. Many of you know that my cousin worked in Media/Public Relations for the D-Backs for the first 10 years of the ballclub. Invariably, he would get to do stats for the visiting team's television team. He would work with all the greats (I'm still kicking myself for declining an invitation to earn some side money during a homestand with the Dodgers and doing stats with Vin Scully.) Well, in 1999 or so (not sure of the exact year), he got to work with Matt Vasgersian when the Brewers were in Phoenix. He worked the whole series with him and Schroeder. During the series finale, Matt asked him if he would like to give a shout-out to his folks back in Milwaukee. My cousin stated that he need not bother since his folks wouldn't be watching. Matt asked why not? My cousin answered that they didn't have cable. Vasgersian went into a diatribe--on the air, mind you-about how on earth his folks couldn't have cable television in 1999. My cousin added that they don't have a microwave, VCR, or any of that stuff. Vasgersian was incredulous at this point. I believe my cousin told me that every time the Brewers/Padres were in town, Matt would make a comment about it-occasionally on the air. (My apologies to my cousin, if I butchered this story, but this is how I remember you telling to me.) Okay, so this story isn't really much "on topic" but I thought it was mildly appropriate.