My neighbour in the wheelchair asked whether I’d help him with his computer. He had bought a new printer and it needs to be installed.
Why not ?
Of course it was a fiasco. Some people call me paranoid because I developed the habit to delete cookies etc. regularly “per hand”, what means simply not automatically, and that I run two maintenance-programs every two weeks or so. Looking at my neighbour’s computer I learned to appreciate a cleaned and maintained hard-drive again.
He admits that he has only superficial knowledge of the computer, mostly his brother takes care of the machine. Brother told him tons of horror-stories about the dangers of the interwebs. In the end, while trying to install that printer, besides the anti-virus-software at least two other programs interrupted the action asking silly questions & uttering apocryphal warnings like “if you continue to do this Armageddon will come earlier & you’ll be held responsible by your local GOd”.
My neighbour tried to bribe me with Rumtopf (again), but after some hours of this nonsense I had enough and told him that it would be much easier to format C:\ and start from scratch. He did not like the idea, but promised to get rid of the most annoying “helpers”, use the service-programs that come with the operating system, and if things are working again, we’d give saied printer another try.
But this is all trallala. One week ago a friend told us about being ill. She detected a lump in her body that should not be there. Seemingly early enough, no metastases ; chemo is on the way, half-time now I think ; first week is cry&vomit time, second is better, third “all right”, just to start again. The timetable for further treatment is already printed, there will be an operation and there will be radiation – yes, full treatment. She’s in her mid-forties, strong, optimistic, I am (stupid, I admit) very sure that she will overcome this damn illness.
For Sabine, and all women who have to face cancer all of a sudden, a nice little nothing of a song : Trio LESCANO with Tu Piccina, originally You Are a Sweetheart, from 1937.
The Trio LESCANO (Ger., Eng., article) has a very interesting history, marketed as the Italian answer to the Andrews-Sisters the three Dutch-born sisters LESCHAN were very successful in the Italy of the late thirties and early forties, until someone became upset about her Jewish mother. I’d like to see the documentary about them.
I hope the next week will bring only good news, for diversion, it’s about time.