Over the past few years I have become more and more closely linked to my home computer. Oh, it's not quite like an addiction, at least it's not an obsession in the way that say ... gambling or house-cleaning might be. It's more like the computer has become an extension of me.
It really started when I bought that 2.4 GHz Dell in November of 2002. Prior to that, I had been using an "ancient" Dell 266 MHz (I think that was the speed), vintage 1997. I had also been using a Mindspring dial-up Internet account since acquiring the "Aged One". Still have the Mindspring (now Earthlink high speed) account, almost 10 years later. (Some people don't have that much loyalty to their spouses.)
Well, the speed (or lack thereof) of my dial-up as it relates to Windows XP updates (a practical necessity) quickly convinced me to upgrade my access to high speed cable modem. Much better. And I was still with Mindspring (or was it Earthlink, then?). That's when things began to "develop".
Once you have really fast Internet access, a whole universe of capabilities suddenly opens up. Let's see: IM chat? Pr0n? All I can say is: wow! And having a modern computer with a modern OS (I had been running Win95 on the Aged One) meant that ... well, it meant that I was finally running with the mainstream of computer society.
Now, let's not forget that I am a technical geek. Freaking software architect for a Fortune 100 company. Prior to that I was a big-dog software engineer and architect for a large software company. Of course, the Aged One didn't feel so limited when I bought it, but it seems I had just let time stand still for 5 years. There's a reason for that, and it doesn't involve drugs or alcohol, either, but that's not important, right now. What's important is that my computer and I became truly connected back in the winter of 2002.
Of course, it's just a machine. I have no illusions (or delusions) that any piece of metal, plastic, and a few choice bits of silicon is anything but a servant to my will. I mean, I have since replaced the 2 GHz model with a spiffy 3.2 GHz hyper-threaded machine, with double the memory, double the disk, and about 10 times the video power/speed than its predecessor. So, you ask: and this doesn't make my computer an obsession? No. I needed the processing and video power. The disk space just came along for the ride.
But, let's get to the point of my article, shall we?
What I've discovered is that whenever the computer is "sick" (malfunctioning, broken, whatever) my personal stress level elevates considerably. Sometimes off the chart. Case in point: Recently the video controller developed some kind of hardware problem that was causing various "bad things" to happen. Usually the video driver would just reset the controller, but a couple of times the system actually blue-screened. Awful. I couldn't do any CAD/house design stuff: the system would crash/reset/go black almost instantly. My house designs might qualify for an obsession, but doing them is just a hobby of nearly unlimited intellectual depth (like writing is of unlimited difficulty: you will never be "perfect" no matter how hard you try, so keep on getting better, anyway), so when I can't work on houses, I can't live.
Prior to the bad video card (it's now been replaced with a much better controller!) it was the on-going problem with my system losing printer definitions. They weren't disappearing for good, they would just vanish after some time (after booting), forcing me to reboot my system if I wanted to print anything. What a pain, but something I lived with. Like arthritis in the knees. Which I have. So I know.
The printer problem just disappeared on its own, which may be just as mysterious as the appearance, but nonetheless welcome. I do not think it was a virus, because no virus research source had anything relevant to my problem. It may have been a bug of some kind that good ole Microsoft finally found and fixed, though they had no relevant research on the problem, either. Who knows? It's all better, now, and I'm glad.
Back to the point at hand: every time the computer starts to do things oddly (or not at all), I am personally tied up in knots over it. When I was having all that trouble back in 2004 when I upgraded Windows XP Home to XP Pro, I was positively dying inside when it looked like I wasn't going to get the thing going again. That was an obsession.
I kind of hate being so emotionally linked to the computer, but when I'm home I spend a truly inordinate amount of time (as I'm doing right now) doing things on it. I surf the web. I have News Gator (cool thing) and about 100 blogs and websites I regularly scan. I just installed Google Desktop and it's now indexing my entire system. I do house designs. I haven't written anything for about a year and a half, but I sense that coming around for another go. Soon.
I'm over 50, and have no children of my own. Carmen (my fiancé) has 3 kids, all adults, so it's just us two. She spends almost as much time at the computer as I do, though she mainly just plays games and surfs the web. We have the front bedroom (bedroom/office) fully setup with a T-shaped workstation arrangement so we both have our computers and a desk we share between them. I spent a bunch of money on good furniture since I knew we would make good use of it. It's been well worth the investment, because I have a primo home office. OK, I'm bragging, a little. But you see the depth of my "integration" with the machine.
I wonder sometimes how many others have a similar relationship with their electronic appendages. No, I don't have a crackberry or other PDA, but I am carrying 2 cell phones. Does that frighten you? (Don't ask: one is strictly for work.) I have about 5000 MP3s on my system, but then I was (am?) a musician, and music is important to me. Yes, I have all the CDs for those songs, too. I typically listen while at the computer (home and work) and I have a portable MP3 player, as well. I don't use it, much. I don't usually listen when I'm not at the computer, but then, I am at the computer more than 12 hours a day. I suppose if I had a job that kept me away from my lifeline for long periods, I would invest in a smart phone, or something, but so far ...
This post is really long, and it's probably also quite boring, too, since all I'm doing is waxing on about my life and all the things I do with the computer. Yeah, you think: so what? That's OK. We all have things in life that we think are important that don't mean fark to anyone else. This is just mine, that's all.
And with that, I'm done.