The title of this blog post is not referring to any sort of recipe. Thank goodness. I’m tempted by chocolate cake and other such goodies. Brains, fried or otherwise, invite an entirely different response from my digestive system. No, the title refers to the condition of that gray matter between my ears. Totally fried as I write this blog post on Sunday afternoon.
Last week, following one too many computer freezes due to a software glitch I’ve been fighting since May, I had to stop everything, wipe the hard drive clean, reinstall the operating system and then, one at a time, install all of my various software programs. I am a certifiable software junkie so that meant a lot of installing, looking up license numbers, updating to the latest versions, etc. Stole a solid two days from my work schedule. And my behind was numb from so many hours in the desk chair.
Late this morning, a writer friend and I spent two hours on the phone as I walked her through migration of her Friends Profile to a Facebook Page and all the little tips and tricks I’ve discovered since going through the process myself.
After that call ended, I had to dash to the mall (what a mess!! it’s back to school shopping time!!) to meet with the expert at the Apple Genius Bar. I hadn’t been able to get my Photo Booth to work, although if I created another account, it would take photos. Turns out, when I moved my huge picture library from my backup drive onto the spic and span hard drive, I copied over an old folder I shouldn’t have copied. The fix was easy … once the expert figured it out. <g> And when he found it, we high-fived each other. Oh, joy! Oh, joy! (And don’t you love the picture with the birds flying around my head? That’s a Photo Booth special effect.)
I love technology. I really do. If I was 30 years younger, I would be applying for a job behind the Apple Genius Bar. But at my age, I’d rather just be a consumer whose gadgets work the way I want them to work. Know what I mean?
So Monday is almost here and I have lots of writing to catch up on from last week. So you’ll excuse me if I take this fried brain of mine off to 1899 Wyoming where a certain widow is finding herself in trouble with a bad boy from Illinois.
~robin
What a horror story, Robin! But yay for the Genius Bar! I was thinking just this morning that my trusty little MacBook Pro is coming up on its fourth birthday in October. Still humming away, as reliable as ever! The only thing I’ve had to do is replace a worn-out battery that wouldn’t hold a charge.
Well, Myra, the good news is that there wasn't anything wrong with the Mac. It was a glitch I migrated over somehow. And since I have done migrations several times without a problem, I figure I must have done something rather than the fault being the Mac's. Anyway, now I have this super-duper fast MacBook and I am once again a very happy camper. <g>