Apart from words
gadgets are my thing
I love taking them apart
putting them back together again
and hopefully still,
They call the board a mother
because (I suppose) she does
all the work, knows everything
and nothing is possible
without her being in attendance.
It needs cards for this and
cards for that and cards to
make it reach out and touch
Some have been so addicted
they’ve left here close to tears
because they had to leave it behind
and would miss their Bingo or
other games they play.
Some addicted to sex
Hard drive so full of adult porn
no wonder it caught all the
social diseases going and hence
Some freak at the sight of
the blue screen of death
(used to freak me out too)
Some are dead as door nails
I get such a kick out of
raising them from the grave
then, seeing the big cheesy grin
on the faces as I hand them
their baby all back up and
Sometimes I’ve spent all
night long on a conundrum
trying to solve a problem
of how or what or why
and when I do
I could jump for joy at
the beating of the puzzle.
it isn’t work at all
when you love what it is that you do.
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*The pictures are both Google images.
My computer knowledge is all self taught.
A few years ago, as a challenge to myself, I bought an empty computer casing, bought all the parts I needed and built my own computer from that empty box.
With nearly everyone wanting access to information on the go, soon (I think) desktop computers will be history, laptops, tablets and cell phones are taking over and I’m now getting more and more into wanting to work with laptops. I can replace hardware, hard drive, ram, DVD/CD drives and such, but, want to learn a whole lot more about their internal workings.
I find it all absolutely fascinating.
Once I had a computer belonging to a friend’s 17 y/o grandson. He’d put a dreadful porn picture as his desktop wallpaper but his comp was filled with so many different bad viruses so, I couldn’t remove the picture at all because the machine wouldn’t let me do too much with it and he didn’t want it formatted. Each time Chloe (then aged about 11) walked by, I had to cover it with the largest book I had so that she wouldn’t see the screen. After working on it for a few hours and hiding the screen dozens of times, she herself realised I was hiding it because it was porn. I finally got rid of a lot of the viruses and then was able to delete the picture.
Boys will be boys….lol His comp was always breaking down. LOL
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