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                The End of a Beautiful Friendship

 
 
My computer and I were having a battle of wits and I was losing.  For
several weeks my ancient Compaq was slowing down.  At times it fell asleep
and refused to wake up.  Finally I was so frustrated that I decided to restore the
whole thing.  Everything important was already saved to discs, since reviving
the computer got more difficult from day to day.  With trembling fingers I
clicked the button that says 'yes I want to restore the darn thing even though
important information may be lost forever'.   After two days my computer was
up and running  again.  It took another day to realize how many programs were
still missing.
 
 
"Well, it's like having a brand new computer," Ray said after we
installed the last program, "Like starting from scratch."  It was working great
and I was pleased to have at last outwitted my computer.  Unfortunately I
failed to recognize that the slight hum I heard was my computer snickering.
The next morning I had the same problem--programs not responding, computer
freezing, scroll-bar not scrolling.  Ray figured there might be something
wrong with my mouse.  So I borrowed a mouse from another computer and, for
a day at least, it seemed to solve the problem.
 
 
Now my Compaq computer had a KDS monitor, a Packard Bell keyboard and
a Logitech mouse.  The only thing missing when I booted up my computer this
morning was a display driver.  The icons were huge, my colors distorted and
pictures looked like negatives.  Everything went haywire.  What is a girl to do
except restart the computer,  curse a little, try to find a new driver,
 say a little prayer, re-boot again and again until finally the computer
cries mercy and brings  back the desktop that I have come to know and love.
 
I know I need a new computer.  In computer years my Compaq must be well
past retirement age.  Together we've gone  through the Chernobyl Virus, many
worms, a few Trojans and at least four total restores.  But am I ready to call off
this love-hate relationship with an old and familiar buddy?  Am I ready to get
acquainted with new technology and ultra modern devices?  My palms get
sweaty and my heart races every time I look at computer  ads.  Just how much
RAM is enough to satisfy someone as inexperienced as I?  In the meantime
I better take advantage of my old friend while it is still awake.  I may not be
able to rouse it from sleep mode next time.
 

                                             Marion de Man

 

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January 22, 2005
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