I recently spent time in Esperance Western Australia.
I recently spent time in Esperance Western Australia.
A laptop with a broken video card can still be used…
I am using a laptop with broken video card that my mothers’ friend wanted to trash.
The video card in the laptop has broken to the point where it is cheaper to buy a new laptop than replace the video card; that is unless you are willing to spend the time to source a cheaper video card and install it yourself. The trick is to find an actual video card for a laptop. Get the wrong one and it won’t fit.
The reason I can still use this laptop is that there is a basic video device built into the mother board of the machine that provides more than adequate service under a Linux Operating System set-up. I will be able to fine tune the setup more when I get home to my own Internet connection and not having to worry about maxing out the one at my parent’s house.
This is great because it means that I can wait for a few weeks before I have to replace the video card and I can still use the laptop. I couldn’t do this using Windows OS — the drivers in Windows kept trying to get access to the broken video card.
Being able to up-cycle the laptop means that I am able to get out of the house and write when and wherever I want to.
Stay well.
I often wonder how it is that a passion like writing can lead to so much frustration. For example, I set up this blog to use as a platform for my writing and to show off a few photos. I had great plans for it and have spent many hours searching the Internet for ideas and themes and the like in order to create the kind of site I want.
Now I have all the tools set up how I like them and gathered in one place all I want to do is go and play in another sandpit. It’s as though the preparation for the journey became the journey and having reached the end of that journey all I want to do is start the prep for another journey.
This is where using words comes into its own. While I do not subscribe to the idea that one can fool oneself into believing anything, at least not as a conscious choice, I do believe that giving something its true name brings to that thing the power and purpose behind that name.
Calling this piece of writing an essay would not be entirely correct. It is more a reflection, a stray thought, even a result of musing on a glimmer of an idea. It doesn’t mean much on its own, nor should it. There are no world shattering ideas within this post, only a simple fact; I have moved on from the journey of preparation and posted my first written post to this blog.
A new journey has begun.
