These machines live on the tears of broken lives and dying dreams…
From “Tip the Scales” by Rise Against
My laptop computer crashed awhile ago, leaving me without a means of updating my blog short of bullying the kids off the computers at out local public library. Naturally, the situation was critical, requiring my constant attention and several pleading, groveling phone calls. By the time I was done, I managed to acquire a new computer, a new monitor, a new video card and… well, you get the idea.
With my mind and my hands focused on all the tasks associated with rebuilding my computer identity (and it only takes one crash to prove just how much of our lives and our psyches are invested in these annoying little electronic boxes), you’d think I’d have little time for anything else. Still, in the midst of this electronic apocalypse, I’ve managed to land meaningful, full-time employment. I’m not sure how that happened. Maybe it took place at night or in the early afternoon or some other time when I’m known to be sleeping. No matter, the consequence is very real: I can no longer hide within my house, having my groceries delivered and generally living like a character from a Faulkner novel.
I’ve been outed—out of my house, at least.
It is said that energy, like work and natural gas, expands to fill a vacuum. My new computer system runs faster, has a bigger monitor, downloads and uploads like a dream, makes my breakfast … you get the idea. So, here’s to hoping I can update this blog a little more regularly now that my computer runs faster than I do…