Everything old is new again

I finally bought a new computer, a Lenovo little piece of solid state magic. I love it. It’s faster than a sneeze, cute, brilliant and very comfortable. I’m learning it and Windows 8.1.

 

My old Acer, (old as in a gnats age, not dog years), still works for writing, it just can’t lumber its way on line very easily anymore. It’s like an old man who can look but can’t act…poor old bastard.  I have Carbonite. (Ha, I wrote this last evening, my little L danced with Carbonite all night long and my files have been transferred. So far, it's the best 5 bucks a month I ever spent).

 

Before my Acer I wrote on a Gateway Bovine Desk top that once was the only cow in town.  And before that I think my mooring was a Hewlett-Packard. It was the first computer that took me out on the web.  Way back, before way back, I had a Word Processor the size of a microwave. I bought a second one after the first died a pathetic death of black screen.

 

Remember Adam computers, that was my first experience with something that allowed me to edit on scene and not have to retype a whole page because I misspelled a word, misplaced a comma or just wanted to shift shit around.

 

In the beginning, my first published pieces were written on an IBM Selectric Electric. And now my Lenovo…an IBM prodigy. Funny how things happen.

 

I’m right back where I started.

Where did you start? Paper and pencil don't count, they're still ongoing.