Driving Miss Dingy

It has been five days since my last post. It could be worse. It could be five days since a lot of more important stuff, like necessary bodily functions or since I last heard from my partner or since I lost my wallet with all my credit cards. Now that I think about it, if I had not heard my partner and my wallet with all my credit cards were missing for five days it would be something I probably should check into. I'll put that somewhere on the "to do" list.

Since my last post, something huge has happened. Windows 7 did get installed on one of the computers. Mind you, this was not until additional software was purchased to update some 31 drivers on the machine to be impaled by Windows 7. Seems the new and improved software (7) was complaining about the existing "drivers"(whatever they are) being old,outdated,and  incompatible. No matter what I tried, it wasn't enough and it didn't work.  It was like listening to someone from a former life griping about me some thirty odd years ago.  Nevermind that that person had a software problem of their own, but that's another story. Now, how does this fit with having the two week or more saga with purchasing the NEW portable hard drive? I have no clue. With all the drives and drivers, there is a real traffic jam somewhere that needs addressing.

 With help (and I mean lots) from my current and  much more reasonable partner, the dang thing is installed. I guess I'm happy. I am still getting error messages and access denied messages and GFY messages that I probably should care about but when I killed the mouse the last time I slammed it on the desk, I decided maybe I care too much and perhaps ought to wait until I have more control before trying again to move forward. I have forgotten now why I wanted 7 and I expect that 8 will be marketed in the morning. "Vista" now is what is should be, a sign on the side of the road telling one that a scenic outlook in 1 mile is going to be raced by without stopping unless of course I am the old, outdated and incompatible driver.

Tomorrow is another day. One where an airconditioner repairman is to be at the front door at 8:00 AM. Seems some computerized part has malfunctioned. Bill Gates, I would fear karma if I were you.