When we last convened, The Pony had a meltdown of laptop proportions. He came to tell me that he'd figured out why his laptop wouldn't hold a charge. The problem was most likely related to the smoke that started pouring out of the wire near the laptop insertion. I figured we were going to be needing a new laptop charger. I told The Pony to call or text the #1 son and ask if he knew where we could get one. We're like the Geico cavemen living under rocks when it comes to our electronic play-pretties.
#1 did not know where we could get a Samsung charger. He said there were universal chargers that might work, but they cost more. I tried searching on Amazon, but could only find the kind that swore they were Samsung replacements for only $16, yet reviewers proclaimed that they were, in fact, SaNsung, and melted after three days.
The Pony hoofed it down the stairs, after texting near the front living room window, where we get our only Sprint reception.
"Well, I know how #1 got accepted into college now! After I told him that my laptop cord started smoking, and it melted, he texted me back."
"Yeah. It's probably not a good idea to use that anymore."
Some might call him a genius, I suppose.