Saturday, April 6, 2013

“F” is for Flinging Computers Frisbee-like from the Window

flying computer   I live in a residential area in Brooklyn, New York. The area is quite unlike anything I expected to find when I decided to move to New York: instead of the expected skyscrapers I found myself facing mainly 2-story buildings; there are a few 3-story buildings and one 4-story building on my street, but they are apartments. Most buildings are one or two family homes. The best part of the area is…

This is the way my article on feral felines began. It was much further along than this, but my laptop, Cedric, decided to eliminate almost everything I had already written, hence, the desire to use him as a Frisbee. It is not the first time he has done this to me; it’s his favorite pastime and he does it very well. He has another little trick that he loves to do: Cedric LOVES to jump backward and forward and even off the screen. Sometimes the results can be hilarious, even though it means having to write everything at least three times before I finish. Geez!

Too well, in fact. The only reason I haven’t given in to my instincts to use him as a Frisbee is that he knows too much about me: who my friends are, what I like to write about, what books I like to read, what plans I have for the future. He contains my photographs, my music, my thoughts.He also knows who my clients are, how much they owe me, how much has and hasn’t been paid and my high scores in solitaire.

He also knows that I happen to have another laptop; I’ve mentioned it to him a number of times and he was there when I bought the other computer: my sister and I bought them together. But, he also knows that I need a monitor to be able to use Bud (my other computer) because Bud’s graphics went kaput after 4 years of steady use, including traveling from Italy to New York via England and Ireland, and then cross-country by bus to California and back to New York, and then to Washington State and back by bus. He worked hard, but there were times I felt like using him as a Frisbee, too.

I guess I’ll have to wait until I get another computer before I fling Cedric Frisbee-like from the window, but the lovely thought of being able to do it IS cathartic and relieves a lot of stress. I yearn for the day…

In the meantime, my feral felines will just have to wait for another blog entry for their 15 minutes in the sun. Open-mouthed smile

10 comments:

  1. Funny those laptops have a way of eliminating the most important things. For me it was my external hard drive of over 2000 scanned old photos. I'm just sick over that one!! LOL

    Cheers, Jenn
    http://imagesbyduffee.com

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    1. I can just imagine! that makes me think I'd better save all the photos I have that aren't on my camera onto a memory stick.

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  2. haha. I love that you have names for your computers. I may have to give that some thought. Seems only right since mine is attached to me...

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    1. It was actually my daughter who started it. When I was busy calling my old PC "maintain, bud!" My daughter decided to name my new laptop Bud. That is how it all started.

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  3. Good luck. My laptop has been giving me the spinning ball of death a lot recently. BACK UP. BACK UP. BACK UP. Good luck.

    http://joycelansky.blogspot.com

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    1. I know. I thought I had. Oops! Oh well. :3

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  4. I'm sure we've all had the temptation at times to throw our 'Cedrics' our of the window!

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  5. How funny you name your computers! I would heave ho my desktop but I've grown kind of attached to it. So I will wait till it breathes it's last and then go full time on my laptop. Cool post.

    Kathy
    http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com

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    1. Actually, it was my daughter who named my first laptop, but it makes it easier to know who you're yelling at. I'm glad you liked it.

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