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I've always considered myself to be one of the  more informed computer users. But that's only compared to the totally ignorant. There are people like my husband O who spends most of his day on the computer and really knows how to draw out its secrets. Then there are people who are able to tell the computer what to do, i.e. program. And finally, there are people like Tobin, who can program them to do things the computers themselves didn't know they could do.

A frustration in this is that programs like livejournal like to evolve and change, thus frustrating those of us whose competence is merely temporary. Add to that the inconvenience of multiple operating systems on the computer, i.e. firefox, internet explorer, and then mac vs. pc, and you've got a range of activities that would cornfuggle even the most adept of computer wizards..

Not long ago I was complaining, and staring with consternation at my computer screen, when O came along and said, "Well, did you try this?"

He moved the cursor over to a small unlabeled box near the top of the screen. When he clicked it, it opened up a whole menu of choices of my usual favorites.

I gotta ask, why unlabeled box?

Yes, I was happy to be shown the secret, unknown key to my problem. But I was left scratching my head.

This pales when compared to a previous experience in which I determined that the answer to my confusion was to click on a microscopic icon, which then opened up a full menu of choices.

Icon you say? Yes, it was a little, tiny triangle about the size of the triangle at the bottom of the scroll-down bar.

Do you see where I'm going with this?

What's with the unlabeled, nearly-invisible clues?

I've always said that I dislike icons and much prefer the first set of icons I learned as a five year old,. You know, "A, B, C, "etc.Those I understand. They could write down instructions and I would read them.

Someday the twenty somethings who designed these things will be old farts like us and have their own problems with deciphering the computers.

Then they can try to go back to the VCR and try to label them in terms we all can understand. And put bigger print on them.

I figure that part of the problem is that they think everyone has unlimited time for randomly poking buttons until they get it figured out.

I can do that. I've tried it.

But then I forgot what I did.

Ah, old age!
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PS, first: If you are in my  immediate family, please log in. (Read post of mine which follows this regarding Mom.)


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OK, I've been frittering around on the computer for decades. (OK, a little less). I still do not know how to make a table that fills the entire page evenly. Or even the given space evenly. ie, I make a table containing three rows and four columns. All I want is for it to make all the rectangles the same size. Is that too much to ask?

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Jun. 22nd, 2009 12:34 pm
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OK, Maybe something transpired while I wasn't looking. How come when I put in google it now goes to "Inbox?"
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[livejournal.com profile] alexpgp  recently wrote about the benefits of listening to foreign radio online. I have long been a proponent of reading international newspapers online, so I readily agreed with this idea.

So I went to listen to a Norwegian radio. Drat, it seems to require some fiddling with my computer that I wasn't able to bring about. Then Eric tried for ten minutes and he gave up, too.

Finally, this morning, I decided I would simply read the Norwegian newspaper. Of course there were lots of stories about Iraq, etc, but I went straight for the human interest story. There was one about this little girl whose dying wish was to see a particular movie by Pixar called "Up." I was half way through reading the story when I realized that the girl lived in Huntington Beach, California, about 20 miles from here. Shortly, I also noticed that the Norwegian story provided a link to the Orange County Register, our local (not very good) newspaper. When I finished reading the Norwegian story, I clicked on the link and then read it again in English. Weird.

Eventually, I finally went outside to get today's newspaper. I picked it up and thumbed through it. What do you know, there is the story I just read an hour previously on the girl who had to see that movie before she died. (And BTW, she did die, about 6 hours after viewing the movie. I guess it did her in!)

To quote current lingo, how weird is that? I first read a local story written ten thousand miles away. I figure it probably should be chalked up to an agressive marketing campaign by the good folks at Pixar. Just think of all the warm fuzzies contained in a story about a girl who has to see a particular movie before she dies.

Unless they push the point of view that watching it can kill you.

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