An ACTUAL Conversation with the Disabled Guy!

I know, I know, three posts in three days. I don't mean to do it. I'm sure you've all got better things to do than rush over here and read this. But today is special!

Today, I got video of an actual conversation with the Disabled Guy. The file was so big that I couldn't upload it to my desktop. Its really old. Well, old for a computer, that is. Compared to me, it isn't. So, I uploaded it to my Netbook, that was gifted to me by my friend, Michelle, who was mentioned in the Name Game post from yesterday.

Then I uploaded it to MySpace. When I played it back, it sounded like it was on "Alvin and the Chipmunks" speed. I've had videos do that before on MySpace, but I don't know why and I'm not tech savvy enough to figure it out. So, I deleted it and attempted to upload it to YouTube.

For over an hour! A bloody hour of my life wasted, watching that progress bar barely move. I had to keep moving the mouse around so the netbook wouldn't go into hibernate mode. So I canceled it. Then I broke it into two parts- which is what you'll see here. First, I wasted even more time, uploading the video from my netbook. After it stalled at 50% complete, I canceled it again. Finally, I came back to my desktop, uploaded the two parts to this computer and then uploaded them to YouTube. I seriously wasted my entire afternoon on this damn video- er, these damn videos.

After I took the footage, I played it back for DG. He laughed so hard he "ooh'd". Then he denied it was him. Sure. I believe that, don't you? During my first trial and tribulation of failure to upload, DG was eating the food he'd prepared during the footage. He said, "People are going to think my brain fell off the paper."

I asked: "What?"

He replied, "You know, that I'm crazy."

What he meant to say was "my cheese slid off my cracker", which is a colloquialism I picked up somewhere in reference to someone being a nutter.

So, on to the videos! Please excuse the disorder of my house. He's disabled, I'm still recovering from a joint replacement surgery and my teens are lazy.



I edited the videos so the second picks up repeating a little bit of the first, so we all know where we are in the conversation. Gypsy even started barking because she thought it was play time.