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tue 1-jun-04
As you can see, little progress has been made in the “lets get rid of the last 30 years of your life cleanup”. Today’s task was to get the oldest computer (Oct 1996 – $3,800 before extras – a really hot Pentium 100 laptop) ready for recycling. I collected all it’s specific software and parts and scrubbed it down using KillDisk. And boxed it and its stuff up. Also filled up a grocery bag with unloved software and cables. Hope the Goodwill will take them.
Saw Keith Richards on TV last night. That boy is a human cockroach. No way he should still be alive. It sort of makes me proud of our species. And that feeling is hard to come by these days.
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The July 27, 2015 post
What we have above is my web posting from the last time I did a massive move. I survived that. I can survive this. (See the web posting as it still exists. I told you I have been blogging since before blogging)
Went through a little moving slump/depressed period today. I gave myself a good talking to. Packed two boxes. Contacted movers. And I am now having beer and cheese.
And like 11 years ago: I still have old computers to sanitize and get rid of. Except I am using Boot and Nuke vice KillDisk. I haven’t decided about getting rid of my Windows computer. I really only use it to make “backup” copies of DVDs. And, to drive the scanner part of my old multifunction printer/scanner. I made “backup” copies of DVDs for Carlton. And, I have a little scanner that the Airness drives nicely. SO, I might just get rid of the Lenovo. (If I don’t get rid of it my lawyer will after I die. Just do it now Peggy, when someone can still use a sweet little lenovo – windows 7 – any takers? Lenovo q150. Bring your own monitor. Mine is connected to the TV.) The funky Fujitsu 810 is already ready to go.
Did I mention? I sent my Kindles to some guy in California who says he uses them at his public school. I choose to believe him.
And Keith Richard is still a good advertisement for the human species. Plus, Sir Mick is a great grandfather.