April Fool’s on Me
The latop is dead, long live the new laptop. My previous electronic companion was an old clunky Compaq Armada M700, but I called him Frodo. Frodo was slow but steady. He travelled with me to all points of the compass. I wrote my NaNoWriMo attempts with him. I composed blog entries. I processed my digital photos. Five days ago, he gave up the ghost.
…the disaster was not as great as it could have been…
He had been developing power issues. The battery died first, and a day later the disk drive crashed and the motherboard fried. There was no recovery possible. [sigh]. I did manage, however, to back up my data on the trusty network drive I have. The disaster was not as great as it could have been. It’s just time consuming to reload everything.
So I took another old laptop from the storage heap in the basement off the shelf and started the lengthy process of installing everything. The keyboard is different, there are only two mouse buttons and not three, and it’s thicker and clunkier…and it doesn’t have a name yet. I miss Frodo.
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Oh I sympathize with you on Frodo’s death.
I am looking for an external harddrive to back shi..stuff up on. My music is on mr iPod, but files I want on a harddrive, don’t want those on mr iPod.
Did you ever complete your NaNoWriMo’s? I won this past year (my first year doing it). Had a frickin’ blast and am still working on the POS. hahaahahah everyone who reads it likes it, but I’m my own worst critic.
Backup is very important… I jave a network drive, just a 80gb disk and an ethernet port. All the computers in my home network can use it. All the file copies co there.
I didn’t get done the NaNoWriMo. Life intervened on the writing. I fell on my pen.
Part of what I wrote for NaNoWriMo became the short story The Ramp. Maybe next year.
Ouch!
And you know, like a car service, no matter how well you reload, you’ll ever quiet get the same comfortable bunch of settings and preferences again.
:(
The office issued me a new laptop but I haven’t returned the old IBM yet. It’s attached to me. Or am I attached to it?
Pep - You are right. You can’t go home again… I hate the new keyboard!
Watson - I can’t bring myself to throw the old one out. It’s just sitting on the shelf lifeless [sigh].