"VISTA!"
Oh my, how my body still quakes at the mere mention of that word or the term "OS."
Yes, I understand what it means.
But it seems not even the creators at Bill Gates' company have a clue as to what a monster they've unleashed!
I insert a disc, which is meant to be installed and not to be written to. The system asks me if I'd like to copy it. Then it suggests that I might "write" over it!
Yes, of course. So I "select" the best choice I can, by means of dragging or dropping, or the "organize" tab on the the bar at the top of where I'm working.
Then, I'm scared from here to be-Jesus when it seems to want to write it over the same disc I'm copying from!
Who the hell is managing the damn computer store in my small home studio and office?
It ain't me, apparently!
If it were me, "Charles in charge," as if in the the TV series, I'd know better and do better!
But I seem to be not at all in command of anything technical, wherever I turn.
Never have I thought myself to be a whiz kid of technology, but I do have two university degrees to my name, and citations for honors, including "Who's Who Among American College and University Students, 1975."
When the profs offered me that little gem for dressing up my resumè, I doubt they thought it could all come to this!
If you think I'm scratching my head, then trust me - it is literally true!
Anything that worked in the past seems to have abandoned me.
A file structure in a form I couold understand as in DOS up through 6.0? Forget it!
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