Logan (my great-nephew) is two now, and getting more amazing everyday. He's a very happy little boy.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Logan's Christmas pics
These were taken in a professional studio. I don't know the photographer's name.
Logan (my great-nephew) is two now, and getting more amazing everyday. He's a very happy little boy.
Logan (my great-nephew) is two now, and getting more amazing everyday. He's a very happy little boy.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
fixed!
Just a note to say that my computer has been fixed! YAY! The power supply and the fan were burnt out, but they have now been replaced. I'm so relieved. It's terrible being without a computer!
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
computer woes
Tues Dec 13th, midnight
I am writing this on paper, with a pen. Little Guy is, of course, sitting on a great portion of the paper making it very hard to write.
For years now, I have only written on the computer, but my computer won't turn on. I've never had a computer go in such a way, and I'm hoping it's somehow repairable. I found a guy who does repair and lives just down the block from me, so I brought it to him. I call tomorrow at noon to find out the diagnosis. Fingers crossed.
Wed Dec 14 6am
I wake early, and would usually go the the computer for my morning ritual. Check email, check for FB messages, go to Cups of Tea forum, where I interact with a bunch of fine people about life's goings on. Then to play a game of FunTriva with some of those same people. Check on blog updates, and go to my regular photography forum. But not today. :(
Now I stay in bed with no great desire to get up and start the day. I feel lost without my computer, and wonder if it's me and the writing tablet from here on in. I can always go to my friend evie's house to actually post this to my blog, which is probably what I'm doing here, unless I've written otherwise, and the computer has been repaired.
These years of not using pen and paper have wreaked havoc on my penmanship. I used to have a nice handwriting, but it has been reduced to chicken scratch, and a slight tremor in my hands doesn't make it any better. I much prefer the keyboard and the monitor.
It' wednesday morning, and I'm just rambling here. I would make some coffee, but the coffee maker died long ago, and the glass stem from the percolator cracked long ago--- so real coffee isn't happening, and I'm all out of instant. This no coffee business has been going on for a long time now, and is completely out of character for me. I could say I was addicted to coffee, but now I'm not. Of course I've replaced one thing with another, now drinking lots of iced tea. I like hot tea, but that is more of a late night drink for me, associated with bedtime, and it doesn't work well in the day.
On the bottom of my blog page there's a cartoon of one fellow saying "I have nothing to say", and the other guy responds with "You should blog it!" Which is exactly what I'm doing today, it seems.
I have some 8,000+ photographs on my PC(w/o backup) and a 500+ page novel, with only half on disk, but at least I printed a hard copy. I don't want to lose any of this stuff though. Isn't it enough that the Nikon needs an unaffordable repair. Apparently not. Life's little tests--- like the cat sitting on my lap now3 as I try to write , sitting cross-legged on the bed. "Pay as much attention to me as you are to that paper" he seems to be telling me.
It's cold in here, and I have to get under the covers. No telling when the heat will come up; of course it should've started by now.
I'm sure you blogger readers have long since abandoned this post for the sheer boredom of it, but if you have made it through, touche' to you. That's another 5 minutes of your life that you'll never get back, hehe.
Guess I'll get a couple more Zzz's before actually stating the day.
1:18pm
Sitting at my friend's computer now. transcribing what I wrote on paper. I called the repair guy and it doesn't sound good. Power strip or something may be fried, as well as the motherboard. Not cheap repairs. He suggested he could build me a new pc, and be able to transfer all my data over to the new one. He quoted a price of $290 which is definitely a good price,but I'd have to borrow this money, and I dont' think that is really possible at this time.. I have to get back to him with my decision in the next day or so. I'm going to ask my mom for the money, but I don't think that is going to happen.
Well, just made the phone call to my mom, asking if she could spring for this, but she can't. Seems I'm shit outta luck. Boo-hoo.
I am writing this on paper, with a pen. Little Guy is, of course, sitting on a great portion of the paper making it very hard to write.
For years now, I have only written on the computer, but my computer won't turn on. I've never had a computer go in such a way, and I'm hoping it's somehow repairable. I found a guy who does repair and lives just down the block from me, so I brought it to him. I call tomorrow at noon to find out the diagnosis. Fingers crossed.
Wed Dec 14 6am
I wake early, and would usually go the the computer for my morning ritual. Check email, check for FB messages, go to Cups of Tea forum, where I interact with a bunch of fine people about life's goings on. Then to play a game of FunTriva with some of those same people. Check on blog updates, and go to my regular photography forum. But not today. :(
Now I stay in bed with no great desire to get up and start the day. I feel lost without my computer, and wonder if it's me and the writing tablet from here on in. I can always go to my friend evie's house to actually post this to my blog, which is probably what I'm doing here, unless I've written otherwise, and the computer has been repaired.
These years of not using pen and paper have wreaked havoc on my penmanship. I used to have a nice handwriting, but it has been reduced to chicken scratch, and a slight tremor in my hands doesn't make it any better. I much prefer the keyboard and the monitor.
It' wednesday morning, and I'm just rambling here. I would make some coffee, but the coffee maker died long ago, and the glass stem from the percolator cracked long ago--- so real coffee isn't happening, and I'm all out of instant. This no coffee business has been going on for a long time now, and is completely out of character for me. I could say I was addicted to coffee, but now I'm not. Of course I've replaced one thing with another, now drinking lots of iced tea. I like hot tea, but that is more of a late night drink for me, associated with bedtime, and it doesn't work well in the day.
On the bottom of my blog page there's a cartoon of one fellow saying "I have nothing to say", and the other guy responds with "You should blog it!" Which is exactly what I'm doing today, it seems.
I have some 8,000+ photographs on my PC(w/o backup) and a 500+ page novel, with only half on disk, but at least I printed a hard copy. I don't want to lose any of this stuff though. Isn't it enough that the Nikon needs an unaffordable repair. Apparently not. Life's little tests--- like the cat sitting on my lap now3 as I try to write , sitting cross-legged on the bed. "Pay as much attention to me as you are to that paper" he seems to be telling me.
It's cold in here, and I have to get under the covers. No telling when the heat will come up; of course it should've started by now.
I'm sure you blogger readers have long since abandoned this post for the sheer boredom of it, but if you have made it through, touche' to you. That's another 5 minutes of your life that you'll never get back, hehe.
Guess I'll get a couple more Zzz's before actually stating the day.
1:18pm
Sitting at my friend's computer now. transcribing what I wrote on paper. I called the repair guy and it doesn't sound good. Power strip or something may be fried, as well as the motherboard. Not cheap repairs. He suggested he could build me a new pc, and be able to transfer all my data over to the new one. He quoted a price of $290 which is definitely a good price,but I'd have to borrow this money, and I dont' think that is really possible at this time.. I have to get back to him with my decision in the next day or so. I'm going to ask my mom for the money, but I don't think that is going to happen.
Well, just made the phone call to my mom, asking if she could spring for this, but she can't. Seems I'm shit outta luck. Boo-hoo.
Friday, December 2, 2011
one haiku
wind whistles this way
the frosty air bites your nose
winter is coming
(photo by j. raty in Lapland, Finland)
bursts of color
Although this photograph is blurry, I kind of like it, especially in the tree. I gave it a boost in color, and I think the result is fun. It's one of the last of the trees that still has some autumn leaves lingering.
~click pic to view larger~
black & white friday
No superstitions
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My entry for this weeks challenge at The Weekend in Black and White.
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