Got my new computer. Ordered it online from Costco. Just a small laptop, nada fancy. Was supposed to be delivered tomorrow but made it in today. Two hours of clicking and it was set up and running, all settings, passwords, docs, etc., transferred between the old machine and the new. Typing this on the new peach.
All of that reminded me of the ancient times when new computers were received. Hard drives had to be partitioned and formatted. OS loaded, followed by programs, security, net connections, and so on. In the distant floppy days, disc after disc would be inserted to do these things. Hours would saunter by.
So, tech, you know? Progress. So much easier. Reminds me of the old stories about washing clothes told by Mom, starting cars related by Dad, using landline telephones, etc. Who knows, though? Maybe under PINO TACO, we’ll revert back to all that tedium.
After all, he has a bizarro sense of progress.
Michael Seidel, writer 
PINO will take us all back to cave paintings (which are fine in the context etc., but …)
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I grew with all of that, including heating water on the wood stove (actually Im 150 next month, just don’t tell anyone) and washing clothes by hand..Sometimes Progress isn;t all it’s cracked up to be, and you’re left with a puzzled expression and a broken cell phone, and no way to tell anyone about it because your cell phone is broken…
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Oh my, that’s the modern paradox, isn’t it? Cheers
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