Flying computer is not(!) innovation
Monday, November 04, 2013 3:19 AM
I suppose if I were some modern-day combination of Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Edison, brothers Wilbur and Orville Wright and Bill Gates, it all would have been invention and thus OK.
But I'm not. And the recent day my laptop computer went flying off my kitchen table was not a breakthrough science experiment, but rather a moment of disbelief - not incredulous and happy disbelief, but a "when the heck will bad things quit happening to me?!" disbelief. I had a big lapse of positive attitude for sure.
You see, I sit at my kitchen table in my wheelchair. To be truthful, I can't remember the last time I needed to use it for getting around. The closest I come is a trip to the Mayo Clinic where I may have a number of appointments, or need to make the long trek from the main entrance of Saint Marys to the Domatilla building. If tired, or if my prone-to-sprain left ankle has recently sprained, I may use a wheelchair. But I go ahead and use a courtesy chair as well as transport provided by Mayo. It's a great service.
At home my chair now provides seating at the table. It's just a good spot for it.
I also have my computer at the table. If someday I get rid of my long-used, two-ton monitor and 2001 desktop model, I suppose a more recent computer could go there, where the electrical outlet is out of the way.
But, for now, the power cord crosses the floor to an outlet above the counter.
I'm very conscious of it when walking, err, hobbling around my apartment. Just like stopping at a stop sign, it's engrained in my head to look down, pick my feet up carefully and place my good right hand on the counter or table for additional support.
On the fateful day of the flying laptop, my cell phone was charging in a spot I normally don't use, also the counter outlet. I was in the chair. It rang and I turned the chair to get it. Disaster! The chair caught the power cord. Instead of just dropping, the computer gained momentum as it was pulled before the drop.
I posted my sad news on Facebook. In the meantime I'd dug out my old, slow, small-screened netbook with little memory that still runs Windows XP. I used to take it to meetings and interviews for work, using it to type notes. It was wonderful for that main purpose, but little beyond that.
It's currently struggling to give me Internet access, but I'm thankful to limp along with it for now.
I was debating where to take the laptop, since it wouldn't boot after the crash - to see if it could be fixed and, if not, if items on the hard drive could be recovered.
Beth Anderson - a Facebook friend, bluegrass musician with her family, director of the Preston Public Library, and neighbor - noted on Facebook that her husband, Dave, does computer repairs. I knew he was always into technology, so he became my "go-to" guy.
Yes, Dave Anderson delivered. As you already know, the computer was wrecked. But, happily, he recovered everything on my hard drive. That includes my writing and all photos taken since my accident in September of 2012. He transferred it all to my one-terabyte external hard drive that I use for backing up. An additional lesson I learned here the hard way is to always back up items on your main hard drive. (Heck, I probably also should back up my back-up, since I feel my whole life is on it.)
I'd thought of backing up just that a few days before my laptop flew. But I thought it would be too much messing around. Here's the irony, like I haven't been messing around and won't do a whole lot more to learn Windows 8 on the new laptop I ordered. There's also sorting through and transferring my rescued files to the new machine. Dave Anderson can help with that process if need be. I certainly recommend his services. Always use local services when possible and not the big box stores.
In closing, to reiterate, always back up! And wish me additional patience for working with the new operating system. The challenge will be good for my brain. I'm sure I'll like Windows 8 when mastered, it's just that learning curve to get there.