I miss my laptop.
Tuesday, 28. February 2006, 19:13:37
Call me materialist or something like that, but sometimes I care more for certain items than I do for people.
One of such things is my computer. Until last year I had an IBM Thinkpad. I bougth it circa 1999/2000, that's six years in which the little thing worked, albeit certain technical problems due to extreme work condition, but it worked.
I spend almost a third of my day infront of the computer. Once it was for work, now it's for pleasure, because nowadays my daily routine does not requiere the use of a computer.
That laptop went blind first, ie, the display went blanc; after the backpack fell for about half a meter of height. Then it became mouseless. Since that little red dot between letters "g,h and b" suddenly became the digital reference to a pixie with a terrible case of sugar high during an Starcraft game. Then several keys came of the keyboard.
The laptop became a small desktop computer with an external display, a trackball and a keyboard.
During the last year of it's service, the fan was barely working and the temperature would rise incredibly fast. An external fan was appointed to do the work.
YOu could say that my little Thinkpad was hooked to a life support system. In certain ways it was, but for such a thing to keep working after all the mistreatment I gave to it was wonderful.
Now, where do I want to get with this? I simply want to think that my little trusted and beloved laptod had a certain thing to it. Something similar like a soul or a spark or something. But it wasn't simply a machine. Of course I gave the proper services to the digital gods for it's safe journey to the digital heaven of hardware.
I'm such a geek.
Now I have a proper desktop computer. I'm still trying to get used the machine's particular quirks. It's a branded computer so I know there would be many quirks. But I still haven't found something similar to the soul or spark my old laptop had. Maybe some day it will "wake up".
One of such things is my computer. Until last year I had an IBM Thinkpad. I bougth it circa 1999/2000, that's six years in which the little thing worked, albeit certain technical problems due to extreme work condition, but it worked.
I spend almost a third of my day infront of the computer. Once it was for work, now it's for pleasure, because nowadays my daily routine does not requiere the use of a computer.
That laptop went blind first, ie, the display went blanc; after the backpack fell for about half a meter of height. Then it became mouseless. Since that little red dot between letters "g,h and b" suddenly became the digital reference to a pixie with a terrible case of sugar high during an Starcraft game. Then several keys came of the keyboard.
The laptop became a small desktop computer with an external display, a trackball and a keyboard.
During the last year of it's service, the fan was barely working and the temperature would rise incredibly fast. An external fan was appointed to do the work.
YOu could say that my little Thinkpad was hooked to a life support system. In certain ways it was, but for such a thing to keep working after all the mistreatment I gave to it was wonderful.
Now, where do I want to get with this? I simply want to think that my little trusted and beloved laptod had a certain thing to it. Something similar like a soul or a spark or something. But it wasn't simply a machine. Of course I gave the proper services to the digital gods for it's safe journey to the digital heaven of hardware.
I'm such a geek.
Now I have a proper desktop computer. I'm still trying to get used the machine's particular quirks. It's a branded computer so I know there would be many quirks. But I still haven't found something similar to the soul or spark my old laptop had. Maybe some day it will "wake up".
WIDGETIZE