I posted here yesterday, but my computer didn’t know it. I was out and about, but had a chance to write earlier in the day than usual, so I wrote about my pending Saturday activities, and it was ready to go. I hit the “Post” button, but nothing happened.
Oh-oh, sounds like the computer might be sick.
I don’t care if the computer in question is a Mac or PC, there is nothing like the threat of a computer crash to put despair into the hearts of men. Fifty years ago the equivalent might have been watching an errant bulldozer on fire plowing toward your home and all your precious belongings doomed to become irreplacable rubble.
It’s bad enough when a PC starts booting up slowly, or decides to run an update when you have to power down and pack it up. It’s always frustrating to write through pages of inspired prose, only to find it impossible to save or store, or that you’ve put off your automatic update for ten minutes, the ten minutes are up and your machine shuts down.
I don’t know what happened to the stuff I wrote. It must have vanished like those gems of ideas I get at three in the morning that translate into garbage in the morning because I wrote them down in the dark while half asleep.
My intentions were good. The computer was bad. But I’m here now, and I think this rant will be a go. It’ll never replace yesterday’s, but I always promised myself that I would never look back on writing that never got anywhere.
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