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Oh, and I guess the story needs a moral.
If you spend your time lying on the chesterfield napping, you never have to worry about wrecking your computer.
If only. I see it's almost gone 7 pm and I have a 5-hour job due at 9 am Monday ...
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I actually do have some kind of external thing that you store stuff on. "We" used it when I bought this computer, to extract all my work file archives from old computer and then incorporate them on the new one.
It's been two years, and I haven't put anything else on it. I guess the time cometh.
Meanwhile, the thing has been moved out of range of errant diet coke. I am so tempted just to bung those stupid holes back up again ...
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This whole thing baffles me Janey
I've got a brother who's a whizz at all things computer-related. The last time something went wrong chez moi, he suggesting "partitioning the drive". He may as well have suggested that I spontaneously ingested my own big toe for all that meant to me.
Undeterred, he arrived with something called "partition magic".
Hours later, I pointed out that a new laptop only cost a few hundred quid.
"aha" quoth he "but what about everything you'd lose?" (note the reversion to medieval language)
And here I came firmly back into my own. "got it all remotely saved, bro. Never heard of the cloud?"
Which just goes to show that you don't need to be a mechanic to own a car - you just need to know a good garage!
Sue x
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You are definitely wrong there Janey....Unless yours is younger than mine...The only demonstrations I have seen lately are of senility lol ( mind you....I know of older and....well tis another story ).
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Glad that you're up and running Janey.
Is all of your work/genealogy/photos etc backed up just in case?
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S# --I can use the demmed things like a wiz. My interest in taking them apart and putting them back together is zero. One reason to keep No.1 around. That was something he and No.2 tied on ... No.2 was always regaling me by email with some spiffy new thing he'd done to a computer. Like I cared. In the old days they used to just demonstrate how they excelled at making body part noises, now it's all tech talk ...
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Heh, crl+alt+del works great -- if your computer doesn't keep shutting itself off before you can do anything! ;)
I lost track of the weird and wonderful messages it was giving us against the blue screen of death -- and then whisking away before we could read them and shutting down again. What did that say to do? Was that f8 or alt-A it said that time?? Turn it on again, focus steadily on the monitor and wait for a message, try to catch what it says before it turns off and shuts down ... then try an f8 or an Alt-A and try to read the gibberish that then came on ...
I actually suspect that thumping is just what this video card needs.
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I would go and have a drink if I were you.....Lappies, Pc's and anything to do with Ram, memory, dll's etc etc are enough to want to blow ones brains away with at least a drink if not the nearest mindblowing something or other
..... Mind you....there were the days that I would think nothing of it all, but now....I cannot be asked.......well I can, but do not find it as exciting or interesting..........Having said this.....I have spent the day washing the driveway....Hmmmm!....Now let me think!...;..Yep....I think I would rather have messed me lappy up then sorted it out again!....Ah! the days of yoof!.....gorn!...taken over by cleaning!
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Nice to see you, Janey
I got all that.
Or perhaps not. I got the bit about " polishing and puffing and wiggling"
I find that works if Ctrl+alt+delt fails.
The equivalent of my dad's old cure of thumping the tele wih his fist to stop the 425 lines distorting!
Sue x
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But first, how to spend a Saturday afternoon!
Lying on the chesterfield watching whatever comes on television, pulling a throw over your legs if the breeze coming through from the back patio doors gets a little chilly, sleeping at least a few hours of the day away. That's how I spent mine, and very successfully. Managed to stay away from the office/computer for an entire day and night. Yay me!
Then came Sunday, and No.1 decided it was time to install the extra RAM he had bought me (well, I had bought me, he had fetched) that I desperately need.
I generally have 8 or so Firefox windows open, at least 2 or 3 of which will have a good 20 tabs open. Then there's an IE window with a couple or three tabs, so I can check in on more than one Gmail account at a time and access sites I use for work that don't work in Firefox. And a "real" email Thunderbird window. The other monitor is my work monitor -- where I keep the Word docs I'm working on, and also a GR window so I can reply in TTF threads and look at the censuses and whatnot on the other monitor at the same time. It all makes him cringe. And makes it very slow going after it's all been open a while.
So. Major problems installing new RAM thing. The computer keeps starting up and shutting itself off. It takes many on-and-offs, F8s and Alt-As and tabs and enters and disappearing screens to figure out there seems to be a problem with the RAM installation. Start over. One of the slots is all bunged up, so there isn't a spare slot after all, so we take out an old RAM thing and put in the new one, which still gives me a bunch more than I had.
Oh, I say "we", but while "we" were doing the main bit of that, before all the starting up - shutting down, I was actually off cleaning all the little holes in the cover of the computer, the ones leading into the fan and the others that are just there, lower down. The non-fan ones were totally bunged up, and had to be poked individually with a little screwdriver to get the bung out. My computers smoke far too much.
So it all got done. Started up, didn't shut down. No.1 put the beast back together, and said: is that where you had it? Well actually, I said, it was a little farther back, but whatever, that's fine.
And I settled down to reopening all my stuff. And for a few minutes, had fun tracking down somebody's distant family in Canada ...
And then I decided I needed some diet coke. My glass sat where it always sits, at my right w/in reach, on a wad of (nice fresh) paper towel in case of overflow. I tip the bottle of coke at the glass, coke pours out, glass tips over ... and diet coke splashes toward the now too-close computer ... and right through the rows of little holes that until half an hour before had been properly bunged up and providing a firm barrier against diet coke.
One of those sequences of events that you couldn't plan and execute if you tried.
Immediately I got the plaid screen of video card death.
But no. No.1 came over with his screwdrivers and paper towel and canned air (well, he thinks they're his, and I go along because at least that way somebody knows where they all are), and got the already extremely temperamental video card out and cleaned it up. And against my better judgment, unbunged the spare RAM slot and, having already cleaned up the old RAM thingy, inserted it too.
And polished and puffed and wiggled ... and after a couple of false starts (it had to be the already temperamental video card that got the drink), success.
So now ... two hours later ... I have a computer that is not only going to be much faster ... but isn't dead as a doornail.
Charmed life, I suppose.
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