Stop the World!

Hear ye, hear ye! Fio is sick and tired of change!

Windows 7 is driving her mad, from the irritating little moving circle that indicates pending action to the confusing e-mail page set-up to the mirror-like screen that reflects Fio back on herself as she tries to write. And she HATES the pernicious blue background.

She doesn't like her new "ionic" hair rollers either. She wants her twenty-year-old plastic ones back, with the metal prongs that kept them in place, but the rollers disintegrated on her so she's stuck with these velvety thingies and plastic clips that don't work. Don't tell Fio she should be using a styling wand--she can't get the hang of that either.

And she doesn't like the way "thought" scenes are spliced in and out of movies. Slumdog Millionaire and Precious were great, but they would have been better if someone had known the meaning of the old-fashioned terms "fade-in" and "fadeout." (There was nothing that could have saved Mama Mia.)

She'd like her face and figure to quit changing too, but that's another story.