Power's out, so I'm hiking across town for a second opinion on my conked out laptop, or to find a refurbished one at a good price.
'Twas a good effort to try to make the desktop work, but a mobile machine is key considering my work environment.
Happy day and good adventures to you all!
The laptop has been forked over for a $25 CAD deeper clean, and I've sourced a good replacement for $343 CAD if this proper technician says the original is unsalvageable. I'll know tomorrow, but while I'm here, I promised a tech-unsavvy friend I'd source a cheap refurbished phone for him, & then... I hope the power's on when I get back, so I can finish today's difficult, research-heavy piece. 🙃
Sorry for being so scattered this week, folks. Trying to juggle many hats on wonky tech. More soon. 🤗
Also:
I was soooo good, folks.
The bookstore in the tech mall called, but I only pressed my head to the glass like a kid in... well... in my case, in a bookstore.
Toronto folks who remember the old Yorkdale, it once had three bookstores, now merged into one lifestyle reading experience. When I was a wee sprog, whenever I got "lost" my parentals knew where to look. They were my version of "find a trusted adult". 🙂 Still are. (Gorgeous edition of Cortázar in this one.)
@MLClark You’d love Powell’s Books in Portland, it’s like a 4 story independent bookstore labyrinth of rad.
Does it need a resident ghost? 👀 Maybe its current ones would like some company?
@MLClark 999 happy haunts, but there’s room for one more. ^_^
@MLClark I’ve heard it said that there is always someone out there doing better than you, and always someone doing worse than you.
While this may be true, I also see that we’re all in this together. I was thinking about how you gave your daily grocery money to the hungry family the other day.
It is certain that you have privileges, but you’re using them to build a ladder for those that have less.
@MLClark Yes it is, and yes there is. Human existence is maddeningly complicated.
I'm a bit wired from the journey out, but coming home on the Metro means passing RÃo MedellÃn, with all its scenes of abject poverty, & thinking about the complexity of precarity.
My life (like the lives of many others here) is sustained by a fragile set of social factors continuing to work in our favour.
At present, I'm scrambling to regain workflow as a barely breaking even freelance writer.
But *so* much of the world is operating at subsistence level.
There is privilege even in my crises.