Sticky keys and a decrepit old body
As part of my preparation to head south for the Winter, I scrounged up enough money to buy myself a new computer. Now I don't easily part with the funds needed to purchase the type of computer I need without giving it a lot of thought, because what I do requires significant computing power, and computing power does not come cheap…
So why do I need a new computer?
Number one.... Much like me, the computer was old and getting older. In laptop years, it was about nine years old, but in people years, it was about 85. Just like me, it was slow to get started, even slower to do anything, and couldn't be trusted to remember important information.
Number two.... The keyboard was sticky, so when I occasionally typed something, hitting the "H" key was unpredictable; I never knew how many H's I would end up with, but usually at least three.
Number three..... The motherboard was so old that modern components wouldn't fit in it. My old computer was still using DDR2 RAM sticks, instead of the blazingly fast DDR5 memory. And the new components wouldn't even fit in the computer’s decrepit old body.
Number four.... It had an Intel 7 chip in the motherboard. That was hot stuff back in the day, but now with the Intel 9 chips, it’s like comparing a Corvette to a Model T Ford.
Number five… The final nail in the coffin was the large pictures my latest Canon R5 camera takes. The 45 megapixel images, which are almost twice the size my previous Canon camera took, so dealing with them in Lightroom or Photoshop was laboriously slow. The components in my old Asus computer didn't have the performance to handle that much digital information at one time. So again, just like me, my old computer would seize up, blackout, and refuse to do anything until it felt like it.
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This year's family Halloween theme is a giant spider living in the yard that is eating the family.
I don't know why they picked me to be the first one eaten by the giant spider, I don't think it was because I look like a homeless bum living in their yard for six months at a time, with a “tell your fortune for a quarter” sign hanging on my raggedy little camper that passes for a home..... But then again, that could have something to do with it.