Spring Waning Seed Moon
Another weekend come and gone. A fellow Woolly, I think, told me that retired folks he knows still view the weekends as special, different from the weekdays. I sure do. Weekends have more latitude, more stretch and give, where weekdays still bring for me an expectation of things accomplished, deeds done, seriousness of intent at least entertained.
This one had some of that flavor, some not.
The not came partly in reference to this computer, the older Dell, not the new Gateway. My disc drives have dropped off the cyber map. When called upon, they sit there, quiet. Non-violent resistance. Nothing. I’ve tried many, many things to convince them to come home and go back to work, but nothing appeals to them as yet.
If I need to, I’ll shift my images to the Gateway and use it to burn cds and print color images, reserve this one for writing and the laser jet. I’m not going to give up quite yet, I want to search a few more tech sites, see if I can come up with something.
