5 posts tagged “internet”

While I have not really named an inanimate object since my car in high school (Winston, in honour of that fabulous high school), I have come to the realisation that, though unintentional, my computer's name is Shwartz McFly. This is because practically every time I try to use it it gets really slow or worse, completely unresponsive. Web pages load like dial up, text will sometimes take 30 seconds or more to appear (making it ever more difficult to catch typos, about which I am really anal), and quite often I click a button, or go to move the cursor in a text box, and nothing happens, leaving me to wonder if the click registered, so I click again, and... well it's a mess. And that's just the average. There are times when it is much worse!

Anyway, when it is slow, but working, I chant to it, "Come on Shwartz, come on Shwartz!" (Spaceballs) And when it is unresponsive I find myself saying, "Hello McFly!" (Back to the Future) So considering the frequency with which I utter these things to my VERY inanimate computer, I realise that, like it or not, this computer's name is Shwartz McFly.

And all I can say is Thank You Thank You Thank You Dad for helping me put Shwartz here into early retirement! After next week it will not need to do anything but hold the occasional online css or photoshop tutorial page for me while a shiny new desktop helps me do things this McFly could never dream of! And I'll probably be able to run a second program, like play music, while doing it! I can't even imagine what it will be like to use computer programs in real time.... It's like a dream!

love-love. Lindsay

I felt it was time I post an older photograph. And since it is spring, what better way to start than with my grandfather Skeet's blooming zucchini?

This was taken at least 5 or 6 years ago with my Pentax Asahi on real black and white film, so hard to find these days. (Not that "colour-process" B&W. Don't get me started on that. If I hadn't switched to digital, I'd be going crazy for lack of real black and white. Well, when I can get that camera to work, that is.)

By the way, I am looking into finding the perfect site to display all of my photographs in all their glory. User friendly, comment-able, navigable, but most especially, nice to look at, perhaps even customizable. If you have any ideas, let me know. Because if you don't like to look at the site, my few loyal readers, then who will?... I mean, besides me. Besides the typical flickr or newer similar zooomr, I am looking at photoblog or tabblo. I know, me and all of my websites. Just smile and nod... go with it for a while. I'll give up eventually.

love-love. Lindsay

[Why is she talking about going over to vox on vox? The answer is simple, my friend. I have imported this post from blogger. Watch for the tag: lindsayerika.blogspot.com I do know where I am, really.]

I fell down the rabbit hole of the infinite universe of the internet, and no sooner than I had realised I was fast on my way to being everywhere, I am suddenly nowhere. I write to you now, once again as of old: from someone else's wireless internet connection. For my free ride is gone.

Timing always stinks in these things. A good thing will last just until you can't live without it, then 'poof!' you're on your own. My brand new blog already condemned to neglect, and my newer site shunned before I've even had the chance to speak of it. For shame.

With luck (and money) I will hopefully only be dark for a few days or less. But, alas, those are the difficult things to come by.

In my previous post I wanted badly to play a song for you. After digging for a short time on the infinite internet, I found that someone had indeed uploaded the very song, and I linked to it. But by the following morning I decided that was no good. Why should I link to the page of some girl I don't know? And so I took a coffee break. I mean, that was how I came to Vox. That is to say, Vox is another blog site that allows you to upload music and share other fun things besides writing posts. I'll still be using this blog, but now I have a coffee break too. (You can also find it with the link to the right that says "my favourites on vox.")

So I can photoblog, and now I can musicblog as well as, um, blog-blog. That is, when I can get online. I had just managed to upload some of my favourite music before my net collapsed, and I got a few more tonight, so you can still have plenty of fun there even now.

But first, before I go, I will show you the cool place to start. This is Skeet, and I am so happy that now anyone who wants can hear him sing.

love-love. Lindsay

It finally happened. I didn't think it could happen to me. It crept upon my being so carefully, quietly, yet today I discovered that I have joined the millions who have become dependent on their internet connections. I was in denial, but today I had no choice but to face the truth. I ventured out of the house to a coffee shop to make use of their free wi-fi connection and get a change of pace from the ONE chair I have in my house. Lo and behold, their wireless wasn't working! Or wasn't it? My network icon said I was connected with excellent strength, but that little firey fox couldn't sniff out a single thing.
What was going on? I panicked. "I just spent five dollars on your coffee and croissant so I could sit here and not take advantage of you! But now there is no internet. And I can't try somewhere else because I just had coffee, and more importantly, already spent money for an internet connection when I had one at home."

Lindsay, Lindsay, what's the matter? It was coffee! Your love, your passion! (I didn't go to starbucks, ya know, I went to a place that makes COFFEE) But somehow, all I could think of was that darned lack of connection, and the fact I coulda saved money and drank the coffee at home (which isn't necessarily true anyway, as I'm almost out).

*sigh* what am I coming to? Used to be the coffee shop wi-fi was all I had (ah, sweet Muddy's, you served me well). But alas! now I need it all the time. When did the internet become more important than a good cup of coffee?