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Monday, April 16,
2001
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11:19 p.m. I've been
having the most frustrating time these last few days trying
to get my old computer system to hang on and produce for me
for just a little while longer. Yes, I know it's past its
prime.
To blow off some steam between crashes, I've gone looking
at newer, finer computer systems on the web. I'm chagrined
to learn that if I drove a really hard bargain, I could get
between $49 and $100 for my complete system, including
printer, were I to attempt a trade-in.
Were I to live in a sterile vacuum, unconnected to the
outside world and uncommunicative to boot, I could probably
use this system and all its peripherals for ever and ever
and ever. But that's not the way the real world works.
The real world contains the big schoolyard bully
Microsoft. After he steals my lunch money, he likes to get
me in trouble with my old friend Adobe by doing things to
the innards of my folders behind my back and then pretending
to be mum and innocent when I try to check up on it.
My word processing program (Nisus), my file system
(HyperCard), my emergency retrieval system (CanOpener) --
they're all years and versions behind, but they all work.
It's only when I use them to create files that I want to
take to market that I suddenly find myself turning obsolete
right before my own eyes.
I'm stumped, I tell you. Stumped.
Yar. (I've also been trying to work "petrified" in here,
too. So really, you're getting off easy.)
Trying to work with PDF, HTML, RTF, TXT, LIT ... let's
see ... OEDB, DRM ... anything else? SOS?
Hours spent poking around the Apple site, looking for
printer drivers. More hours spent at Adobe, trying to create
a Virtual Printer so that I can get PostScript to work.
Different combinations -- sometimes I crash with no warning
and sometimes I hang and sometimes I get an error message
and then I have another clue and off I go to spend another
few hours ...
And the Microsoft browser isn't working because it's
responding to an invisible file that I don't know how to
find and discard. I found this out from a Usenet notice
buried deep in an old chat. The invisible file was deposited
by a cookie, no doubt. And then, to top it all off, I got
another copy of the Snow White virus in my mailbox.
All in all -- two steps forward, a mad St. Vitus dance
backward. I've shut down and rebuilt and re-installed enough
for today, and so I'm going to give it a rest. When it comes
to this entire system, I *am* the weakest link; goodby.
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