About six weeks ago, I wrote about buying a Dell laptop loaded with Windows Vista, and the way that decision allowed the gaping maw of despair to open up beneath me.... Mercifully I know how to wield a roll of packing tape and a Sharpee marker, and before long the laptop and all the peripherals were in boxes and back on their way from whence they came, and ere a little longer, the nightmare ended.
That's right: I've been to Dell and back.
The good thing about that experience was that it gave me a better sense of what I really wanted and what I really didn't want. I waited until the charges were removed from my credit card, and then I bought a Lenovo, aka an IBM ThinkPad.
And I love it! I just love it!
Not only is it a better computer, but it also cost $250 less than the previous monstrosity, because it didn't come loaded with a bunch of software I didn't need. Of course, it also didn't come with some software I did need, but one nice thing about working for a university is that they have licenses out the wazoo for just about every type of software you might use, plus a computer store where you can buy discounted versions of the few things they don't license already.
Oh yeah: universities also employ people whose job it is to help you get what you need computer-wise, even home computing, because after all most academics do at least some work from home. My friendly and courteously IT guy took my laptop to his office for an afternoon last week and "made my computer happy," as he put it, and last night he came to my house and set up a router, the result being that at this precise moment I am blogging on my laptop via a wireless connection, something I have never done before. In other words, my work station no longer looks like this
but like this
That's right: I'm outside, on my porch, on my couch, hanging out with my cat (and optical mouse! har! har!) and it's cool and quiet and lovely and I have a mug of tea AND THIS IS HOW I WORK, and life is really freakin' good.
I even have an electrical outlet behind the couch, so I can work out here all day.
Yeah. Life is really good.
(Thanks, M. You rock.)