Were the Good-ol-Days All that Good?

Well this week my husband will be bringing home another computer. That will make 4 that are in use in the house and at least 2 that are in storage. My husband and my son love to put together their "dream" computer about once a year. They do it that often because after a year the current computer is no longer their "dream" computer.

That is just fine however, because it seems to me that after about a year something is bound to go wrong with the home-built dream. My husband blames me for going to sites with bugs and I protest that our bug detector should protect us from all pests. I believe they do. I also believe that these crazy overly-powered home built computers are also overly-sensitive resulting in their short lives.

This time I begged my husband to just buy a computer that was already put together the way he wanted. Of course the Del commercials had me believing that anything they wanted could be built into a computer and shipped out. But that just isn't the way my husband does things. No, he did do as I asked, he bought a new computer. But after he and my son got hold of it they decided that it needed much more than it came with after all.

"I have 8 more gigs that I can add to it," my husband said with that "Tim Taylor" look in his eye.

"And I think I have a better sound card," added my son. So they went to work. That was 2 weeks ago and I still don't have my new computer. Consequently I'm still using this old computer with Linux and Ubuntu that doesn't support flash. It can be maddening.

My web site is all but down and I can't get to it because Dreamweaver is on the other system. I can't add pictures to my blogs because this computer doesn't have my photos on it. I have my flash drive, but this computer has no way to read it. I suppose I could read a book - I'd rather read one on my PDA but my granddaughter wiped my hard drive and I can't back it up with the Ubuntu system.

So here I sit, waiting for my life to get back to normal. Sometimes I wonder how I ever existed without a computer - and yes, I'm old enough to remember those simpler times.