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.
Two seconds before she had her head on the mouse! Of course as I picked the phone up to take her photo, she had to watch what I was doing.
She managed to type. 00ppppppppppppppp and /mmmmmmmmmmmm before I got to the backspace button. At least she didn’t press send! She was stopping me from finishing off a redraft of some notes about reflexivity (don’t ask). I’d realised that I’d miss read the question and needed to add more information about the text I had read.
I was reading a book by Anthony Giddens and trying to understand it but it’s hard going. Now I’ve had a rest I can’t remember what it’s called!
I got my computer back today from the repair shop. The computer was fixed and they could find no real problems. We put it down to a bad extension cable that was now dead. Great. It took me ages to plug all the wires in. Screen, yes, video camera, yes, speakers, yes. My mouse was working, but no Internet? Oh, forgot to plug it in. Now I could check my emails. But when I came to typing my responses? No joy. No letters! No words! No number lock or caps lock. I tried all the different USB ports. Nothing. I tried updating Windows, nothing. I tried re-booting, nothing!
Grr! Just a message each time I tried to type. Something along the line of your USB connection failed the last time this device was connected. Windows does not accept it….. No! This was after the computer shop had closed! NO!
About ten years ago I was doing a lot of drawings at sketchfu. I did a series of drawings there of the Lord of the Rings characters. These are three of them. I also drew one of Gandalf, but I can’t find it on my camera roll.
Digital portraits. I’m hoping when I get a new wacom tablet I will be able to do more art like this.
Still struggling with the online course I’m doing, I’ve had a few problems today. I had to download a fix for something and ended up in a mess. I sorted it out but it cost me time to download what I needed. If only computers were simple.
This isn’t a good photo of the picture I was uploading but it shows you what I wanted to add. I am starting a college course and the first task was to upload an image and analyse it. I chose this picture of my gran as I feel a bit overwhelmed. I described myself as an old lady, feeling a bit defeated by technology. I know I will be OK with practice. Practice after all does make perfect. Its a learning process. Once you know how to do a thing (like driving), it clicks. The skill goes from one part if your brain to another, and you get to know what buttons to press. It’s just a struggle sometimes to pick up. And I’ve come to the conclusion, I don’t like Windows 10.
After deleting several posts and images my classic editor is working again. It does mean that posts from late last year might not exist anymore. Do I need to buy more space? Anyway a ‘happiness engineer’ is on the case now, so I’m looking forward to sorting it out. Wish me luck.
Thinking about how much life has changed since I cooked toast on our gas fire.
In the 1970’s we had electric central heating installed downstairs in our house. This was installed by our council. But my mom would not have it on because of the cost. We used to sleep with our outdoor coats on top of our sheets, blankets and eiderdowns to keep warm. In the winter there was always frost on the inside of the bedroom window. Sometimes really thick ice.
Now my home has double glazing (single at my mom’s house till the 1980’s). Central heating. The water is usually hot, where we were only allowed to put the heater on for an hour at night at my old home.
Also computers were just coming in and calculators were introduced when I was a teenager. Now they are everywhere. “go online” is the mantra.
Electric cars? Maybe imagined in the 1960’s to be everywhere by the turn of the century, and people really thought there woukd be flying cars.
Bad stuff now… Too much plastic… Too much pollution. But there were shop wrecks like the Torrie canyon and the Exxon Valdiz that poured millions of gallons of oil into the sea and destroyed sea bird colonies.
What else? Our phone, when we got it was a big green one, with a hand held ear and mouthpiece attached to the phone body by a curly wire. The phone itself had a dial with holes lined up with numbers on it. To dial a number you put your finger in a hole then pulled it round the dial until you got to a stop then the dial turned the other way and you dialled the next number… Now, well we have mobile phones, hand held computers like in star trek.
Other things, better medication, more cures for cancer, more treatments, more, older people.
The thing is, the more we have, the more we want…. Catch 22….