When I and two of my sons visited Yangdu and Bill Martino this summer I got to use his computer. I had a opportunity to write something shocking and sign his name but wisely did not attempt that. I still recall there was some shock and negative reaction to my thread about things Bill would say on this forum if he wasn't quite as nice a guy...
Anyway, I wrote a few posts with his moniker and no one responded to my, 'guess who this is?"
That's strange, I thought. This has to be a super fast machine. Bill is a moderator. They probably get the cream of the electronic impulses in their high postions.... I Waited 10 minutes.
"Bill, there's not a single response to my thread."
"Hit the refresh button."
"The refresh button. What's that?"
"At the top of the page. See the little sign?"
I looked at the top of the page. I didn't remember seeing it before, though I recalled them vaguely. Must be 20 little symbols there. I saw the printer, and mail.
"No, which one; where is it?"
"That one; right there, next to the little house." Kind of like a Monopoly game peice the way he gently explained it. I liked that. Bill is as kind in person as he is on screen.
"I don't see it."
Here is Bill convalescing in his big spread-out chair. He's nearly reclining. I don't remember if he doglegged up on elbows and knees or actually had to get UP OUT OF THE GAD DURNED CHAIR, but he physically put his finger on the symbol on the computer screen in front of my eyes
.
"Ohhh. That one." I pressed it. The screen quivered a little, and sure enough, when it cleared some posts were visible in my thread. That was neat.
I pressed it six or seven more times while I was there.
Great button. Still don't know all the other buttons, and I've been on the net for 4 years now. One day I may even post a link or show a picture. That's black science to me now though.
There is a VCR/DVD machine in its box next to our TV. Our old VCR died, and chewed up three tapes on its way down. The new box just sits there. Two months. I'm afraid to hook it up. I don't want to. I just don't want to do these things anymore.
I like to remind myself, and my friends, that I am occasionally smart, and often very very stupid. And if not kinda slow, at least fogged.
One day perhaps I'll be really dead. Just a glint of life in the eyes before the Black Tide sweeps in again. You'll find me in old age on my knees with a karda, cutting the back strap off a road killed racoon, eating the meat raw and growling.
But I sure do like that refresh button, yes sir. Guy who thought that up had something on the ball.
And I'll keep pressing it. And pressing it. We all need a refresh button. God gave us each one, and we should use it, whether the computer is turned on or not.
Especially when its not.
munk
Anyway, I wrote a few posts with his moniker and no one responded to my, 'guess who this is?"
That's strange, I thought. This has to be a super fast machine. Bill is a moderator. They probably get the cream of the electronic impulses in their high postions.... I Waited 10 minutes.
"Bill, there's not a single response to my thread."
"Hit the refresh button."
"The refresh button. What's that?"
"At the top of the page. See the little sign?"
I looked at the top of the page. I didn't remember seeing it before, though I recalled them vaguely. Must be 20 little symbols there. I saw the printer, and mail.
"No, which one; where is it?"
"That one; right there, next to the little house." Kind of like a Monopoly game peice the way he gently explained it. I liked that. Bill is as kind in person as he is on screen.
"I don't see it."
Here is Bill convalescing in his big spread-out chair. He's nearly reclining. I don't remember if he doglegged up on elbows and knees or actually had to get UP OUT OF THE GAD DURNED CHAIR, but he physically put his finger on the symbol on the computer screen in front of my eyes
.
"Ohhh. That one." I pressed it. The screen quivered a little, and sure enough, when it cleared some posts were visible in my thread. That was neat.
I pressed it six or seven more times while I was there.
Great button. Still don't know all the other buttons, and I've been on the net for 4 years now. One day I may even post a link or show a picture. That's black science to me now though.
There is a VCR/DVD machine in its box next to our TV. Our old VCR died, and chewed up three tapes on its way down. The new box just sits there. Two months. I'm afraid to hook it up. I don't want to. I just don't want to do these things anymore.
I like to remind myself, and my friends, that I am occasionally smart, and often very very stupid. And if not kinda slow, at least fogged.
One day perhaps I'll be really dead. Just a glint of life in the eyes before the Black Tide sweeps in again. You'll find me in old age on my knees with a karda, cutting the back strap off a road killed racoon, eating the meat raw and growling.
But I sure do like that refresh button, yes sir. Guy who thought that up had something on the ball.
And I'll keep pressing it. And pressing it. We all need a refresh button. God gave us each one, and we should use it, whether the computer is turned on or not.
Especially when its not.
munk
