My friends, I can't even get to some of your blog sites. If you have pictures or videos, I get a time-out notice, or I get tired of waiting. If you sent me emails with attachments, I may not be able to open them. I can't watch or listen to media links, other than print.
Posting takes a long time. I've about given up on using pictures, with the exception of the beautiful icon of Julian of Norwich that I "borrowed" from Paul, which took three tries before it finally went up. I can only have one file open at a time. This reminds me of many years ago, when I worked on my first computer, which had a very small drive, after it was five years old.
Oh, woe is me! I know what you're thinking: "Bitch, moan, and complain - that's all that woman does. Enough already!" And you're absolutely right, of course. So I'll stop.
My home dsl gateway gave up the ghost yesterday so I'm having to walk to the library for any access.
ReplyDeletePersonally I've always wondered about Bishop Alan's blog, it has always struck me as particularly slow to download. However I just have to think my first connection was over a 1200 baud modem and things look good.
I truly understand your prediciment! We could only have a dial-up connection for years because of where we live. Fiber optics were put in the street and voila! It was even cheaper if we got basic cable and our phone through them! We are so thrilled and thankful. Hope it can happen for you too!
ReplyDeleteErp, Ciss, I am not at home. I am at our "farm" which is no longer farmed, the childhood home of my husband. We don't pay for any kind of connection to internet access, because we don't live here, so I'm stuck on slow wireless on my laptop, unless I go to the library. This is a very small town, and there's no such thing as an internet café.
ReplyDeleteBishop Alan has a lot of stuff on his site, but both computers at home work pretty well. We have one on DSL and the other on cable. I'm accustomed to better, which is why it's so very frustrating.
Just enjoy your time at the old homestead. We'll wait.
ReplyDeletePeace Mimi -
ReplyDeleteWe will all be here when you get back.
You won't forget about me, then? That's a relief.
ReplyDeleteHow could we forget you? It is amazing to think that in 1993 I was excited to send a message by computer to a classmate across the room in my first library class. I also remember being annoyed with students in my first library (95) who complained at how slow information was arriving. I remember saying "It is coming direct from America" which was unbelievable to a person who had been teaching for 30 years from books. Now I also become exasperated when it is slow.
ReplyDeleteIt's really quite nice here, with all the comforts of home, except fast internet service. I'll probably write about it when I get home and post some pictures.
ReplyDeleteMy students are shocked when I told them I wrote my dissertation on an old IBM PeeCee with Dos (pre-Windows) where each chapter filled a 5 1/2 inch floppy disk.
ReplyDeleteThankfully a lab down the hall got one of the early Macs so I could do some rudimentary figures. NO hard drives, everything off of floppies (3.5 inch hardshell, at least). This was a boon, because hand-drawing all my figures with lettraset was a pain in the a@@, especially since a lot of them were DNA sequences. Hand lettering 200 base pairs before you realize you missed a "G" way back in position 25....ARGH!
My first faculty position, I was thrilled by my new Centris 650, all of 25MHz of it It was my first computer of my own. It was on that machine that I first experienced the Web, with Mosaic as the browser.
Yeah. Times have changed.
(Typed on a 2.4GHz Intel Core Due macbook while sitting outside in the sun.)
IT, I used DOS at work. It sounds quaint now. And the floppies! What an improvement the hard floppies were over the 5.25 in. floppy floppies.
ReplyDeleteI didn't get a home computer until very late in the game, mainly because I had a hard time with the work computers. They were so frustrating and locked up easily, and once you got in a mess, it was hard to get out of it.