I'm beginning to think I ought to rename this the Technology blog, in light of my abundance of techno posting . . .
Our first techno tale is a continuation of our TV etc. saga. Not long before we left Ohio, our DVD player gave up the ghost. Wouldn't respond to cleaning or anything, just refused to play perfectly good discs that our computers had proven were still working. That's when we rediscovered our VHS player and our relative dearth of VHS tapes. A friend loaned us some tapes, and once we got to Utah we found VHS tapes readily available for 75 cents a tape at our nearby thrift store. That in itself was fun: I felt so very thrifty and gifted buying all sorts of "expensive" movies that I'd long coveted at their full retail price. My husband loves the tapes because they are straightforward: you tell them to go forward or backward and they do it, without throwing in all sorts of menu options. Amanda loves the tapes because they're in our budget and because she's been introduced to "new" films through them. However, I still wanted a new DVD player. After much drooling at regular retail stores and online, I finally got brave enough last night to pick one out from the thrift store for $10. And it works! It's almost 10 years old, which means it actually has enough built in buttons to make it so you don't have to have a remote to navigate menus. After I told Amanda about the new machine, she asked sadly, "So does this mean we don't get to watch the tapes anymore?" She felt better when I reassured her we could. Blu-ray? Bah! We thrive on decade-or-older technology around here! (Kidding, of course; I am VERY glad to have an iPod around the house!)
My other big technology story for the day concerns a hard drive. A couple of years ago I bought an external hard drive on eBay. It was advertised as a 160 GB hard drive, but for some reason I had it in my head that it was only a 40 GB drive. It had been a long time since I'd been able to use it thanks to various cords being MIA. After a semi-epic struggle, I learned the identity of the last cord I needed and secured one from eBay. Before it arrived, I'd tried opening up the external hard drive casing to see if maybe I could just stick the thing in my "new" computer rather than bothering with a new cord. That's when I saw the sticker saying the hard drive was a 200 GB one. Really, I wondered . . . where does the other 160 of it go when I turn it on? With the new cable plugged in, I asked my computer how big the hard drive was. The computer recognizes the 200 GB listing, but apparently the formatting or something on it mysteriously takes up a lot of that, but it still leaves 186 GB available. Wow. Not 200, but definitely a lot more than the 40 I thought I had. After using 1, 2, 4, and 8 gig memory sticks to transfer files, it's so nice not to have to worry as much about backup space anymore!
Friday, September 23, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
First post from the FAST "new" computer
The bad news is, the keyboard from the curb has expired. The good news is, my old-but-faithful Mac keyboard works just fine with my "new" PC. Score 1 for Mac! This is especially important now, when I so desperately want to play with my newly sped-up computer. Yes indeed, my computer now has four times the RAM it did before, which means it no longer takes forever to start doing anything and everything. Yipeee! I'm also feeling very proud of myself for installing the new RAM myself. A good day in the tech world, all in all. :)
Sunday, September 4, 2011
My "new" Dell
Due to recent life changes, the blue laptop that served as my connection to the "newer OS/PC only" side of the web is no longer at my disposal. However, after a week of not-so-patiently waiting, I have now secured for myself a "new" computer (or at least it was new about when my Mac was new, based on its specs).
I'm actually very proud of my new little computer and its hodgepodge of helper hardware. Wireless internet comes through a USB port attachment. Its pictures show up on the monitor that got us through the great laptop screen blackout (before we got a new LCD display), and the mouse and keyboard are ones we salvaged from the curb back in Ohio (and they work fine!). The power cord mysteriously came home with me after a visit to my parents. Thanks to its older operating system, it should work just fine with my older printer/scanner/copier (Windows 7 only let me print from it, wouldn't talk to the scanner). Oh yes, and it's all plugged in to the power strip that used to keep our phone & internet set up going back in Ohio. A motley crew, to be sure, but it works!
Funny thing, though. The Dell is almost identical to the Mac, technically speaking. However, the Mac boots faster, takes up less space, and doesn't crash much. So fear not, dear Mac, your place in the family is secure as long as I have anything to do with it.
Now for the funniest part of the Dell saga. Much of the software for it was already on hand, stored away on the Mac in a folder called "PC software for Dell." That's what the old red laptop of bygone days was; guess we've come full circle now.
I'm actually very proud of my new little computer and its hodgepodge of helper hardware. Wireless internet comes through a USB port attachment. Its pictures show up on the monitor that got us through the great laptop screen blackout (before we got a new LCD display), and the mouse and keyboard are ones we salvaged from the curb back in Ohio (and they work fine!). The power cord mysteriously came home with me after a visit to my parents. Thanks to its older operating system, it should work just fine with my older printer/scanner/copier (Windows 7 only let me print from it, wouldn't talk to the scanner). Oh yes, and it's all plugged in to the power strip that used to keep our phone & internet set up going back in Ohio. A motley crew, to be sure, but it works!
Funny thing, though. The Dell is almost identical to the Mac, technically speaking. However, the Mac boots faster, takes up less space, and doesn't crash much. So fear not, dear Mac, your place in the family is secure as long as I have anything to do with it.
Now for the funniest part of the Dell saga. Much of the software for it was already on hand, stored away on the Mac in a folder called "PC software for Dell." That's what the old red laptop of bygone days was; guess we've come full circle now.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
My son just made a new friend for me today
I have a new Facebook friend. I've never met him, but he has a cute baby for his profile picture and he knows one of my cousins. This is what happens when a 2 or 3 year old (not sure which) touches lots of buttons on an iPod. I found out about all this when I got the notification that "my" friend request had been accepted. Funny stuff, technology.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Ships passing in the night (or something like that)
While in the midst of planning our latest birthday party, it's been funny how many people can't come because they'll be out of town. What's even funnier is how many of them are out of town right around where we'll be in town not long after the party.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Tales of mice and fingernails
First off, just so you know, the two headline words aren't actually related. That said, on to the mouse.
The mouse: All the basement dumping done by our boys made the place quite inviting to a small rodent in search of food. After a couple of brief sightings and a couple of discovered hide outs, I decided to try a glue trap I found at the store. The mouse conveniently showed itself long enough for me to see it dash behind a shelf. So, I set a couple of the glue coated papers down by the shelf and waited. That evening after a few hours had passed and the kids had gone to bed, I proudly showed Dan the very stuck (and very scared) little critter. It was cute, and so when he suggested it might be fun to try to cage it (since mice are allowed pets here), I understood. The makeshift cage he constructed of plastic bins and odds and ends was impressive. There was just one problem: how to get the mouse off the glue. Thinking outside the box, Dan grabbed some WD40 and squirted a little on the stuck parts. It worked a little too well, and the mouse was loose in a plastic bin with little holes along the sides just right for a mouse to wrap it's little feet around. When I tried to get it out, it jumped clear of the cage and dashd under another shelf. It felt like a typical sitcom ending, where despite all the action, we were pretty much right back where we started out. Almost: The mouse was stuck on that glue paper for an hour or more while we worked on the cage and the unsticking, and who knows how long before that. It lost a fair amount of fur in its struggles, and was thoroughly traumatized by the time it escaped. We haven't heard from him since.
Fingernails: A couple of months ago, a can and a hangnail joined forces to give me a nasty infection in my thumb. The infection went away with a little help from the doctor, but I still had an oddly broken fingernail. As it's grown out, it's gotten more and more snag prone, with painful results when snagging occurs. Dan recommended a nail strengthener, so last night I got one and applied several coats to create an artificially solid nail. It's been working, thank goodness, but it leaves me wondering what my edge-of-finger nail line will look like. I already have a funny nail line on another finger on that hand from an incident at a gas station a couple of years ago. Maybe it's time to start using the other hand more . . .
The mouse: All the basement dumping done by our boys made the place quite inviting to a small rodent in search of food. After a couple of brief sightings and a couple of discovered hide outs, I decided to try a glue trap I found at the store. The mouse conveniently showed itself long enough for me to see it dash behind a shelf. So, I set a couple of the glue coated papers down by the shelf and waited. That evening after a few hours had passed and the kids had gone to bed, I proudly showed Dan the very stuck (and very scared) little critter. It was cute, and so when he suggested it might be fun to try to cage it (since mice are allowed pets here), I understood. The makeshift cage he constructed of plastic bins and odds and ends was impressive. There was just one problem: how to get the mouse off the glue. Thinking outside the box, Dan grabbed some WD40 and squirted a little on the stuck parts. It worked a little too well, and the mouse was loose in a plastic bin with little holes along the sides just right for a mouse to wrap it's little feet around. When I tried to get it out, it jumped clear of the cage and dashd under another shelf. It felt like a typical sitcom ending, where despite all the action, we were pretty much right back where we started out. Almost: The mouse was stuck on that glue paper for an hour or more while we worked on the cage and the unsticking, and who knows how long before that. It lost a fair amount of fur in its struggles, and was thoroughly traumatized by the time it escaped. We haven't heard from him since.
Fingernails: A couple of months ago, a can and a hangnail joined forces to give me a nasty infection in my thumb. The infection went away with a little help from the doctor, but I still had an oddly broken fingernail. As it's grown out, it's gotten more and more snag prone, with painful results when snagging occurs. Dan recommended a nail strengthener, so last night I got one and applied several coats to create an artificially solid nail. It's been working, thank goodness, but it leaves me wondering what my edge-of-finger nail line will look like. I already have a funny nail line on another finger on that hand from an incident at a gas station a couple of years ago. Maybe it's time to start using the other hand more . . .
Thursday, June 9, 2011
My International Audience (updated)
This post is actually about statistics from the main blog in my semi-vast network of little blogs.
I've had visitors from:
I've had visitors from:
- Belarus
- Brazil
- Croatia
- Germany
- Korea
- Saudi Arabia
- and the United Arab Emirates
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