What has happened absent any such piece of paper is that I have logged on and went where I always go, and then forgotten the other things like I always had.
It is like my brain switches to a different circuit.
Part of that is that, in the peace and relative calm of my apartment, some things could appeal to me very subtly but truly, and then in the commotion to go to the computer room, walking past a bum who will tell me that he wants money from me because he is "trying to get something to eat," and then to get the attention of the security lady so she can just hand me the key to the computer room, but then to have to wait to speak up during a lull in her conversation with another resident...
So, I have written down a list of things that popped into my head.
Data For Sale
I have a good mind to nip the problem in the bud by purchasing extra data from Assurance Wireless.
I must "top up" with at least 5 bucks, which I can do off my American Express Serve card, that I loaded 23 dollars onto at the Family Dollar yesterday.
The cashier who barred me for making the joke about shoplifting no longer works there.
Nepalibitch
I have always wanted to try to track down Angela, who used to post on a site called melodramatic.com, which came out in the 1990's and was one of the horses in the race that Facebook won.
Like rats from a sinking ship went the melodramatic people to, I guess, Facebook.
Angela had a Facebook page, but I never looked it up.
I had found her by Googling the term "Elvis Costello," and, out of the maybe 3,500 users, I found her "melo" page and found that she used the name of "Nepalibitch," and that she was a medical student at Michigan State University, who came from Nepal (and who had issues with her father back in Nepal, who was several times prouder of brother's accomplishments which she felt were modest compared with her impending medical degree) and that she wrote an average of 8 pages daily of what amounted to a pretty detailed and intimate personal diary.
I was in a position to psychoanalyze her, and often did; putting in my two cents from a library computer in Jacksonville, Florida where I lived in the nearby woods.
But, alas, I wasn't able to find a list of the graduates of their medical school, filtered by year and then do a further search on all the ones named Angela to see if I could find one that was a member of the Nepali Affairs club, etc., and all I wound up with was a picture of the 1907 class of women graduates from Michigan State, go Spartans!
The rest of the sheet of paper has some of the Mel Bay Guitar Method pieces which are based upon etudes by Mateo Carcassi, and Wieniawski, who was Polish and wrote violin music.
I'm starting to get serious about practicing the Mel Bay stuff to the point where it sinks in on a whole new level.
If it weren't for the need for me to go onto Ebay for my work I'd not have internet either. Before my employer wised up and installed internet at the shop here I had access maybe once or twice a week - one from my employer's house and any other times by going to the local casino and hanging out and using their wifi.
ReplyDeleteMy employer finally wised up and realized it was costing him more depriving me of internet access than it was to simply pay for it, and he paid for it. It's barely any faster than dial-up; I can watch movies on YouTube and upload photos to Ebay, but uploading any video or, as far as I can tell, audio, is out of the question.
This is why I keep saying: Internet for those of us in the bottom 90% is just too hard to get. Instead, work on your act, so the Kool Kids with T1 lines at home and iPhones with solid gold cases will take care of putting video of you online.
Oh, and what got me started on how bad internet access is where I am is, when I was only online 1-2X a week, I used to write notes on paper all the time.
ReplyDeleteThere might be some setting (maybe your computer is set up to use a server in Australia instead of "use local server" or some other thing that is making it so slow; but, I'm sure you've talked to other people who say the same thing; have you thought about getting an actual dial up modem? the PC Hacks book is on my shelf with the rest, in the "I'm going to master this some day" section.
ReplyDeleteMy internet's not as slow as a dial-up modem, it's just nowhere near the speed that allows any participation in youtube. Over an hour to upload a minute of video, no thanks!
ReplyDeleteAnd now casual sales of personal items has moved off of Craig's List and to apps that require a smartphone, so I need to spend several hundred dollars and $600 a year to keep it connected, to sell casual shit like ukuleles and the lot of drone parts I dug out of the trash months and months ago.
This is called a "digital divide" if you're rich it's better than ever, and if you're poor you'll have the very minimum, just what you may need for your work.