Geek Moments and Multitasking
Why, Nancy, what would make you feel this way?
Well, you see, I need to preface this with the fact that our desk top computer is now refusing to read the data cards from the cameras.
Yesterday, I wanted to post about my plumeria, and the pictures were on the card the computer wouldn't read. (Yes, I know, it's about time we found a really good sale on another tower...but that ain't happening for a few months.) Being the resourceful critter I am, I batted not an eye and pulled out my little, tiny netbook sized laptop and hooked it up to the powerstrip, plugged in my tiny mouse and put it next to the big mouse on the mouse pad, powered up and connected, wirelessly to the home Wi-Fi.
Meanwhile, I'm still on the desktop, because I was in the middle of a couple of cross country IM chats with a friend in Ohio, and one in Los Angeles. (Confused yet?) So, I upload the pictures into my little machine and start to edit them a little. The pictures were taken during a bright part of the day and needed tweaking to bring out the colors that had been a little washed out because of the less than optimal light conditions.
Mind you, between pictures, I'm still holding a conversation.. well, two conversations with my friends. One conversation was about how much a child had grown (started school this year) and the other was about the trials and travails of having a house full of sick kids and adults. I was also starting to compose the post.
Let's bring it down: Me.. one desktop.. two conversations +Me on small laptop editing pictures and writing blog post.
Add in the fact that I'm also, between moments of the conversation and picture editing, playing a game on Facebook. I'd like to say it wasn't Mafia Wars, but I'm about honesty and I ain't gonna lie. I was pulling off jobs left and right.
Again: me on the desktop and two IM conversations +Me and one laptop and picture editing and writing the post +Me, playing a computer simulation game involving large amounts of cash that might or might not have once belonged to someone else....along with occasionally, accidentally, bringing a couple of other players game lives to a (brief and temporary) end while in pursuit of some extra points and the occasional bit of prime loot.
Now, add in further.....my cell phone. It beeps at me, with a text message from 'Pup regarding a flu shot we might need to get and a possible voucher from his company to pay for it. Back and forth texting goes on about whether we need the pneumonia shots (we've had them recently.. so probably not.. but 'Pup wants to check with the doc to find out... me saying she'll probably say we don't .. and yes, we have unlimited texting on our phones.)
Let's review: Me and the desktop with two IM conversations and an online game + Me and a small laptop and editing picutures and writing a blog post + Me and a cell phone holding a texting conversation, arguing with my husband about whether we need a pnuemonia shot. All. At. The. Same. Time.
Somewhere in the last bit of texting and IM'ing and whacking and picture editing and writing the post I get this feeling that WOOOOO, I may be doing just a few things too many. And I then become aware that I am, in effect, using three machines, each of which contain a computer in some form and each of which can connect to a global internet and that I'm dong so simultaneously. And that any of the three contain more data storage ability that was dreamed possible only 20 years ago. And, that I'm probably doing a whole lot of things a whole lot faster than my grandmother would ever have thought possible.. or preferable.
That's when I felt the feeling. The one that I was living in a science-fiction novel.. that I was living in a virtual reality, multi tasking to the extreme...that I was... hooked up directly to this web... I was LIVING in the computers.
It made me pause for a moment.
And then I went on line and bought two digital camera accessories kits from buy.com... one for me and one for 'Pup (DAMN cheap too!), using our paypal account. We both need a tripod, neither of us is good at stabilizing ourselves, much less a camera for macro shots, and we've two cameras that need cases.
Then, I had to leave for a private tutoring session at a Starbucks...in a grocery store... where we talked about the difference between Steinbeck and Hemingway as authors and how they approached life and death in very different ways in their stories. (Just for the record, I prefer Steinbeck, as he had the more... charitable view... of humanity and his works were very hooked into people relating to other people.. plus I prefer his more lyrical and sensuously rich descriptions of the settings in the stories.)
Then I went and taught some kids how to write better (using rules of composition I'm pretty much ignoring here), and how to speak English and how to write a clear sentence and how to read.
No wonder my brain hurts today. And I'm trying real hard to limit myself to one computer at a time, albeit with a couple of windows open .. and yeah, a conversation with my friend in L.A. 'cause she's still sick at home.
Must. Remember. To. Breathe.
I think I need some time outside weeding.. .just as soon as I finish the two things I have to get done....and the laundry.
Labels: computer stuff, Garden diary, general stuff, life happens













