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Navel gazing since there isn't much else I can do. It took me a minute to realize I'd been unceremoniously dumped from the internet. My music was playing, my computer was chugging along, and I was "talking" to a work colleague via my jabber client.
Music still playing, check.
Computer still on, check. (you can see where this is headed right? i'm kind of feeling like a nitwit now)
No connection. Open internet connection - cannot find my wireless network. Huh. Odd. Wonder what the hell...?
Look up and around. Everything looks okay. Notice nothing strange. It is not quite dark yet - but the day is overcast and the sun is setting. Music still playing. Computer still here. I guess I should check the router. Wait a sec... the cable box is off. It is the only thing other than the computer in the room that should be lit up.
Eureka- I lost power. Well, damn it. No power means no internet - although HAI moron, computer is a laptop - therefore HAS A BATTERY!
Yeah. Life screeched to a halt this afternoon because the power went down and the intarwebz went out. It lasted about an hour, and then like magic the heat kicked on, the fridge rumbled up and the cable box light went boing. And a few minutes of initialization later, my intarwebz came back.
I am constantly surprised at how we are dependent on technology that is so new in the human experience. I sometimes vaguely think about upgrading my cell to one that will support email and texting and all of that. And then I rethink. Do I really *need* to be connected like that? I told someone on the phone today 90% of my life is lived online. Which is true, in that my job, outside of about four weeks a year, is done online - all day everyday. Even when I am on the phone too, I am also online on jabber, in the Web-based tools. I use my printer to print about forty to fifty pages every two weeks. And otherwise, my job does not create paper. Everything is electronic. Everything.
So losing power? Effectively ham-strings me. But that it took me several minutes of trying to figure out what was wrong *with the computer* cracks me up.
Also - completely off the subject (also, sorry - kinda cryptic). Gwen's Dad, man. Crack me UP.
Music still playing, check.
Computer still on, check. (you can see where this is headed right? i'm kind of feeling like a nitwit now)
No connection. Open internet connection - cannot find my wireless network. Huh. Odd. Wonder what the hell...?
Look up and around. Everything looks okay. Notice nothing strange. It is not quite dark yet - but the day is overcast and the sun is setting. Music still playing. Computer still here. I guess I should check the router. Wait a sec... the cable box is off. It is the only thing other than the computer in the room that should be lit up.
Eureka- I lost power. Well, damn it. No power means no internet - although HAI moron, computer is a laptop - therefore HAS A BATTERY!
Yeah. Life screeched to a halt this afternoon because the power went down and the intarwebz went out. It lasted about an hour, and then like magic the heat kicked on, the fridge rumbled up and the cable box light went boing. And a few minutes of initialization later, my intarwebz came back.
I am constantly surprised at how we are dependent on technology that is so new in the human experience. I sometimes vaguely think about upgrading my cell to one that will support email and texting and all of that. And then I rethink. Do I really *need* to be connected like that? I told someone on the phone today 90% of my life is lived online. Which is true, in that my job, outside of about four weeks a year, is done online - all day everyday. Even when I am on the phone too, I am also online on jabber, in the Web-based tools. I use my printer to print about forty to fifty pages every two weeks. And otherwise, my job does not create paper. Everything is electronic. Everything.
So losing power? Effectively ham-strings me. But that it took me several minutes of trying to figure out what was wrong *with the computer* cracks me up.
Also - completely off the subject (also, sorry - kinda cryptic). Gwen's Dad, man. Crack me UP.