BSOD - Epilogue

Windows is back as it was and should be; no critters, or software glitches, except one: Outlook won't open, which is one of those things I can work around forever; if necessary.

So, I've been lucky and learned some things. Now, the next big question will be to upgrade to Windows 7 or  8. Everything I've learned so far about 8 is there are problems, although that's expected right after a new version  is out.

Another thing is to tear one of the old machines at the office apart, steal the hard drive and turn it into a backup, or mirrored drive. I'll need to do a little research first.

BSOD Part 3

I've been out in the field, so my repair of my computer at work has been in bits and pieces. Long story short: CD scan of hard drive; elimination of pesky critters; repair install of Windows; reload drivers and now I'll have to reload some software that was corrupted. Getting Windows activated was a bear and required extracting some CAB files for XP utilities.

I still can't find anyone to fess up to being on my computer, but when I opened Adobe Reader, the recently opened files had absolutely nothing to do with any work I do. Otherwise, I have a really good idea who was on my computer.

It's time to take one of the old computer, turn it into a printer server and lock everybody out of my computer with a password. Sometimes you just have to be an ass.

I'm at a Loss

I was in Walmart this morning. On the way out of the store, I realized one of the coin operated rides is what looks like an angry boar. It caused me to wonder.

What is this about? What am I missing? What happened to the horsed, or stagecoaches? What is happening?

Somebody explain this to me. Is there some children's book that has a hero saving the world, while riding a wild boar? Maybe a Disney character? I can't figure this one out and need some help.

So, I Need to Write

I don't have much to write about. I do, but I don't.

As I drive home, I think of a few dozen things to write about. Dumbass drivers for one, but when I arrive home, I realize my mind is tired and I don't want to write.

So, I'm hoping I'll have some time this weekend to write something.

The Distractions

I started writing a short story this weekend. As I progressed, I realized the story was going in another direction and started changing the plot. Unfortunately, the distractions of Easter and - now - work, I wasn't able to finish. To make things worse, the motivating thoughts have disappeared like a drop of water on a hot sidewalk. Maybe they'll return this weekend.