There is likely to be a certain amount of irregularity in posting for a little while.
The reason is we made the plunge yesterday and Jim went out and purchased a brand new iMac Apple OS X with a 20″ flat screen monitor. I’d post a picture but I haven’t figured out how to operate iPhoto just yet.
Ironically, the slowness, balkiness and constant crashing of the old computer was what precipitated this purchase. We hoped to get a new computer into the house before the old one died completely. It was still functional, barely, when the new computer arrived on the premises.
Jim also bought an external hard drive, the idea being that you could hook that up to the old computer, download the thousands of picture files onto it and thus easily transfer them to the new machine. Ha ha ha, what a little joke on us.
Our old computer refused to communicate with the new external hard drive. “What hard drive are you talking about?” it whined. “I sense no external hard drive, and even if I did I couldn’t possibly talk to it.”
Not only that, but when Jim decided that he would simply load discs into the disc drive and copy data to them, the hard drive in the old computer just ceased to function at all. We sadly arrived at the conclusion that we might have to invest in data recovery services.
Fortunately, this morning Jim moved the old computer into the back room where it was not in a face to face confrontation with the new sexy beast (as azahar is wont to refer to electronics). It grudgingly has accommodated his requests for data transfer to discs, although it still maintains it cannot do anything that has to do with an external hard drive.
I believe that when faced with the big box containing its replacement, the old computer’s feelings were hurt and it threw a tantrum. This morning I heard Jim telling it that if it cooperated and decided to function, it had a new home waiting for it at his brother’s place where there is a kid who needs a computer that can be dedicated to his favorite computer game, or some such.
Just a new life of nothing hard, no crunching numbers, no manipulating photos, just fun and games and long periods of rest while the kid is at school. Now what computer wouldn’t love that?
Meanwhile, I have a new system to become acquainted with — this is our first MacIntosh. Right now I am wondering why the little photo icon is bouncing at me. It reminds me of Ruby when she things I should be throwing the ball rather than stupidly and boringly pulling weeds.