My computer misadventures are many and elaborate
It’s not because I have lost interest that I almost forgot to write this column, it’s due more to my gradual mental disintegration which has me putting things down all over the place and then not finding them until days later.
You would think with all the time I spend on the computer I would be sharper. But the internet lends itself to forgetfulness or at least to inattention. Otherwise you would never get anything done on there.
So much extraneous stuff. I gripe about the number of emails that flood my addresses but then when I look at the spam category, I find hundreds that I thankfully never saw. Like the dental insurance plan that offered me a Labor Day sale. I looked at that site once and it has never quit sending me messages ever since.
I rarely look at the notifications section of the computer but there are always some there waiting for me to notice. At least until I i pull them up and accidentally hit the clear all button.
I bought some books online and now the company keeps sending me messages about other books its experts think I might like. Wayfair wants me to check out the latest deals and hottest trends, plus they are offering 50 percent off on doors and door hardware. I’m not going to bother.
There are a lot handy things on here. I never get tired of all the comedians and the old music videos can be fun. And there is no limit to the number of cute animal videos that I can watch. Well, there are only 24 hours in a day but I easily could spend them seeing puppies and kittens. Or watching my favorite, the new born rhinoceros frisking around its mother like a little colt. Who would have thought something so ugly could be so cute when it was little.
The internet also is good for finding things that stores can’t carry, like the part needed to fix our ceiling fan.
For some ghostly reason, the fan kept turning itself on and off and changing speed without being touched. My wife was able to go online and discover a potential problem and even order a part sent by mail to fix it. Unfortunately we haven’t been able to do that. I can’t look up for an length of time without feeling sick. And we don’t have a ladder to reach the part anyway.
I used to enjoy looking at Facebook, but I I kept receiving so many irritating political posts that I have pretty much blocked anybody I might have had on there. Ditto for pictures of your food. I’m not thrilled about your travel adventures either.
It’s so easy to accidentally land somewhere you had no intention to go with a few innocent keystrokes. For some reason, frequently, when I abbreviate, I end up on websites I didn’t want and am afraid to look at.
Oh, the joys of computers
My computer misadventures are many and elaborate. For some reason that I cannot figure out and cannot reverse, the strip at the bottom of my monitor’s screen has begun to grow taller, taking over space where there normally would be fun things like the NY Times Crossword Puzzle.
I’ve hit the help button but no one every does. I’ve been to helping sites and never gotten any. So, like many of the irritating things in my computer travails, I am learning to live with it.
After all, considering the entertainment I grew up with in mid-Missouri, four television channels and two of them with the same programming, even bad Internet looks good.