Well, here I am, after....oh my goodness... seven HOURS of fooling around with the new Mac.
I had plenty of things to distract me at first. Configure this, find that, where in blazes did the 'documents' folder go in the dock, what the heck is 'spotlight', and OMG I didn't save one of my graphics folders from the old desktop!
This last one brought me up short.
Because my friends, once I realized it was no longer at my fingertips, I began to break out in a cold sweat. As opposed to the other kind of sweat that we all are dealing with since it is probably 101 degrees outside today.
I went on a frantic search for the image on the internet and initially came up empty pixeled. I kept typing in more and more descriptive words and finally! I found probably the most important bit of digital paraphernalia of the entire set up process....
My Warrior Princess who presides over my desktop.
All is well now.
Except for the fact that my iTunes.... er.... tunes are now unavailable. I read up on a work around for that, but got scared at the technical details. All that music is thankfully stored on my Amazon Music Library and on my iPod. So all is not lost. It's just not handy by on the Mac. But as is my wont, I have a plan to do an end around play. It's my most tricksy skill in life in general, and computing in particular. I'll figure it out. Just give me some time.
Everything about this iMac is sleeker, thinner, and Zen-er. The keyboard is so flat as to be almost not there. No more batteries for either it or the mouse. They have a little USB re-charging cord instead. The computer itself is so thin [now that there is no cd drive inside] that it might as well just be a monitor. It's a little freaky to tell you the truth. But not freaky enough to send it back. :-)
I don't have a name for this computer and frankly the other one didn't have one either, so I don't feel bound to bestow one upon it. Well, come to think of it I DID call the old one Mr. Shiny Pants once... this one doesn't have enough substance to hold UP a pair of pants so I have no idea what piece of clothing to move on to. So that's out.
Let's just say that as far as I'm concerned, What's His Name can stay. Let's see if all this Zen translates into him lasting longer than five years and four months..... starting.... right...... - - - - NOW!
:-)
All is well now.
Except for the fact that my iTunes.... er.... tunes are now unavailable. I read up on a work around for that, but got scared at the technical details. All that music is thankfully stored on my Amazon Music Library and on my iPod. So all is not lost. It's just not handy by on the Mac. But as is my wont, I have a plan to do an end around play. It's my most tricksy skill in life in general, and computing in particular. I'll figure it out. Just give me some time.
Everything about this iMac is sleeker, thinner, and Zen-er. The keyboard is so flat as to be almost not there. No more batteries for either it or the mouse. They have a little USB re-charging cord instead. The computer itself is so thin [now that there is no cd drive inside] that it might as well just be a monitor. It's a little freaky to tell you the truth. But not freaky enough to send it back. :-)
I don't have a name for this computer and frankly the other one didn't have one either, so I don't feel bound to bestow one upon it. Well, come to think of it I DID call the old one Mr. Shiny Pants once... this one doesn't have enough substance to hold UP a pair of pants so I have no idea what piece of clothing to move on to. So that's out.
Let's just say that as far as I'm concerned, What's His Name can stay. Let's see if all this Zen translates into him lasting longer than five years and four months..... starting.... right...... - - - - NOW!
:-)