Another trip to the computer doctor today.
Side note: I asked him where he picked up his computer skills.
He said, "Oh, I've been doing it all my life."
I said, "Whenever someone tells me they're having computer problems I ask them if they have a 9-year-old in their neighborhood."
My computer doc said "I was that 9 year old. Always taking stuff apart and then putting it back together."
I got the first part of that but must have missed the second.
Anyway, my machine went to sleep earlier today, then wouldn't wake up.
Computer doc put a new power supply in it but said he was worried about how hot the processor was running.
(He also said a lot of other stuff that I didn't have the faintest hint of understanding but this time I just let him talk.)
And then I asked him the important question.
How much is this going to cost me?
I got off pretty easy but as I was leaving he, with a worried face, said "I'll pray for your computer."
Oh, great.
Now I'm really worried.
But, as the familiar saying goes, "this too shall pass."
I just hope my computer will outlive me.
There's another familiar expression: "I'm too old for this shit!"
