This evening, I ordered the MacBook of my [freelancing] dreams. It won't be long before I'm typing away on the beach. Or in a castle. Or on a mountainside.
Or in a coffee shop. A nice one.
Perhaps I should name it Toby. Because...
Toby Mac, and the Mac is back no slack....Expect novels to start spewing from my fingertips. At rapid speed. Projectile word vomit.
For those of you who don't get the Toby Mac reference, see below (at 0:55). And pretend it's 1994. Yes, soon I will be THAT cool.
Or I could go with Bernie Mac.
Or Big Mac.
Or Joey (McIntyre).
I should go to bed now.
Oh, wait. MacGyver!!!