Computer-itis

Today is the birthday of my new computer. Seems the old one was ready for early retirement. It was only four years old but I guess that is the old age for technology. I enjoy being on the computer looking and searching for things old and new. But, I am not a geek and the anxiety of learning a new system and resaving all my favorite places has caused major stress. You know the commercial where the 7 year old girl makes this fantastic panoramic photo and prints it? I don't like her very much. I have trouble turning on the DVD player. But, I WILL learn how to do that. Remember when you thought you were so smart because you knew how to do something your parents didn't, well duh! I even splurged and bought a program for my photos, which is my favorite thing in the world, but alas, I can't even figure out how to bring in all the photos I saved onto memory sticks to prevent loosing them. My greatest fear was loosing all the digital photos I had saved and stored on the old unit. Some of them were unreplaceable. Family, lost family members, fun times and shared memories with friends. Oh well, the challenges of life. This too I will overcome and by this time next month, I will hopefully be more comfortable with my new computer.

Reverse in Forward

While driving in Houston, a short while ago, I was driving backwards in Drive. Really, if you try to keep the legal distance between you and the car in front of you, so many cars fill in the gap that you end up driving backwards. Each time a car slips in, you are supposed to give some distance for a safe stop. I think the 35 mile drive took me almost 1.5 hours.

It would seem that if more people were more courteous in the vehicle, the traffic would flow, fewer accidents, no road rage. I mean COME ON PEOPLE, WORK WITH ME HERE!!

I know the drivers didn't learn any of that in drivers ed. So people have gone from timid teenagers, cautiously learning the ropes, to Daytona drivers on the freeway. You know the ones, getting right on your tail, pushing you out of their way. I'm sure wherever they are going is so much more important than where I may be traveling, but don't I have the right to get their in one piece? It's not that I drive like the little ol lady from Pasadena, but I try to give myself enough room to get out of an emergency situation or at least give me a fighting chance of survival.

Wouldn't it be nice to be able to arrive at your destination and feel happy instead of angry, frustrated and abused. Next time your in the car and a driver passes you, glaring at you since you were in their way, wave and smile at them like you know them. Sure does put a shocked expression on their face. I think they wouldn't want an neighbor or friend to realize they drive like an idiot. What do you think?