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Oh I keep scrolling down the page
Facebook posts are all the rage
Never ending thoughts and hopes
I don’t know how anyone copes!
Addicted to that vertical scrolling
Dragging my eyes, they keep rolling!
Bits and bobs, this and that
Someone’s thin someone’s fat.
A work of fiction or of fact
But intelligent thinking is what’s lacked?
Sometimes serious causes emerge
But often it’s just a tawdry surge
Of endorphins keeping me awake
Switch it off. For goodness sake!
Do you ever get those emails that say your package is on its way? Or cards through your door saying you need to pay tax or excess postage to get your delivery? There are a lot of scams out there. The post card gets you to ring a premium telephone line, or the email tells you to click on a link, then they empty your bank account by persuading you to upload some app that allows the scammers to see all your bank details or gets you to move money into their accounts. It pays to be cautious…
I got an email today, my delivery is due. The thing is, I rarely get anything on line, I haven’t for months. I’m not expecting anything, and I’m certainly not opening an email from the supposed company. If someone delivers something I will be really surprised! Plus I don’t do online purchases anymore. So the email has been deleted.
WordPress keeps telling me my phone is full. I know! I keep trying to delete photos but it’s almost impossible. There are thousands of them. There’s lots of other things, I am not sure of half of what’s on here….
So I think I will have to buy more memory. Its funny how real memories are subsumed into a digital memory. If you don’t have a photo of it, it didn’t happen? Case in point, the recent death and funeral of the Queen. People have always recorded their lives throughout the ages, for example look at cave paintings. Then art throughout the ages, paintings for people who could pay, or sketches by people who had the means or ability to draw or paint. Then deguerreotypes (not sure of the spelling) became popular, painted portraits turned into slow motion photos that took time to take and heads had to be clamped in place to get a clear image. Box brownies, single lens reflex, eventually digital cameras, then phones which took a few photos. Now, the mobile phone is a hand held computer… But it still gets full.
The human mind can hold more information, but it’s not stored in a logical order. Links from the past suddenly reach out and grab your attention. Clearing a human brain of memory is not a good thing, and unless it happens through illness, age or injury, causing degradation of the brain structure, it is to be hoped that people can build memories (good or bad?), not lose them.
I’ve been working on my MA project Al day and it’s driving me mad. I have one image that will save as a .Tif file but not as a .Jpeg, no matter what I do I get a notification that the file is not supported or something. All the rest are fine. I have both sorts of files so I can put them into a website that will print a one off book for you! Argh!
You know the feeling, an egg timer or a circle twirling. The second hand of a clock ticks..too..slowly…
Life nowadays is frenetic. Be There Now! See this Ad! Watch this Vid! Even our phrases are shortened to cram more information in. Life begins to make your head spin. And if you don’t keep up? You get left behind. There is a current advert on the TV (television) with someone attacking and smashing their router because their broadband is too slow. Do you remember Dial Up Modems? Whir whir diddle diddle, a strange tune to listen to as the modem selected the digits of the Internet service provider?At least thats what I imagined it was doing. When if you got ten emails in a day you were overwhelmed. Now? thats nothing. We are superglued to our screens.. (not really).
Before that. Dial up phones with a circular dial that you had to turn to get the numbers dialled. 0 took ages as your finger was placed in the 0 hole and then you pushed the dial round till it reached the bit that actuated the number…hard to explain to you youngsters out there.
Seriously.
LET GO OF YOUR MOUSE OR EQUIVALENT.
GO OUTSIDE
LOOK AT THE SKY, OR A TREE…
SEE?
You can survive without it!
What does mailer daemon even mean? When you send an email to a company after they have given you a SPECIFIC email address, you copied it down twice, then it comes back with a failure notice? Is it that they want you to fail, to think it had gone through and they are dealing with it? So annoying! What to do? I went online and found an ‘info@’ email address. I have forwarded the email there. I hoe it gets through. I included the email address I had been told to send it to. Let’s see what happens?
Tool of my trade…. But its stopped working! The light has gone out. I tried changing USB ports but then the computer said the port is not recognised? WTF… Sorry to swear, but I was in the middle of creating a Dragon Zine. I’d cropped all my photos, all I have to do is click and drag them into place… I can use my stylus from my tablet, but when I tried to click with it, it just drew lines? Argh! Will anything go right? I want to print off batches of four photos then cut them to size nd glue them down. The idea was if I did them inA6 I could fit four to an A4 page and save paper…. Grrr!
After a week of trying to get my new printer to work I finally gave up and took it back to the shop. The computer man changed the inks, tried doing a scan and a print, but apart from the very faintest small amount of blue lines nothing showed up. Half an hour of watching him try and work it out and we both concluded it was faulty. I rang hubby to say unlock the front door, I would be bringing the replacement printer home as the one I had bought last week was faulty.
Silence for a second, then my hubby asked. ‘you’re bringing home a Balti?’
No I said, ‘faulty’. He again asked if it was a Balti? I give up! I walked home with the printer. I got home and almost told him his tea was in the printer!
By the way I have to rate the computer shop as very good and helpful…
Reading a blog about computers and computer programming today I suddenly remembered an incident that happened over forty years ago.
I didn’t know how they worked and I was just starting college. I went in an exhibition about information technology. I saw on a computer screen a message which said something about typing the answer to a question and it would then play a game.
I typed in the answer, nothing happened. I did it again and again, nothing? The original question disappeared off the top of the screen….frustrated I gave up.
There was no-one there to explain what had happened. There was no one there to tell me you had to press enter!
When your cat decides it’s been ignored long enough, and you have to switch off the computer because she’s walked on the keyboard and jumbled your writing up. Then got in the way so you can’t see the letters on the keyboard too!
So, decaff coffee time, sandwich time. Listen to the radio for an hour. We all need a break, otherwise you turn into something like Mrs Rochester in Jane Eyre. A mad woman locked in a bedroom, tearing out her hair (while trying to cite and reference books about the artist Hokusai)!
Cat’s rule in this house. And I’m not complaining! Back to work in a bit.
Mallaband-Brown