My feeble attempt to introduce a bit of humor into our shared "Windows" experience (September 12 and again on September 17) appears not to have been all that clear.
JUNE has some very nice, high up, 16th floor, windows that she enjoys ... when not hiding in the closet to escape my stress and frustration and earlier mentioned bad, bad werdz (the place where she also found one or two of her own delish little bugs, by the way).
On the other paw, I, her Mommy, have been struggling, sans humor, to upgrade the "Windows" operating system on our computer. Oh, it downloaded easy enough, fast and thoroughly. And most of what I had before, for years and years, was still there. Some new goodies were there, too. Not that I wanted those new goodies, or have any intention of ever using them, and little bugs I didn't want and June wouldn't eat.
I'm an "oldie", would like to say an "oldie goldie" purrhaps. A bit set in my ways. I do what I do in my way. Willing to change, to grow, but only in small steps ... like that old "Mother May I?" game played in childhood. A baby step, not a giant leap!
So, discovering that some of my favorite and most used tools ... those used daily to design and create June's Zoolatry blog posts were GONE ... gone, girl, gone ... was a bit disturbing. And disturbing is a really big understatement. As June will attest, a lot of bad, bad werdz could be heard all the way from the 16th floor to the street below!
The moral of this story? None really. Well, maybe the old buyer beware. Or buyer prepare. We continue to work, which means downloads of other software, tweaking this and that, searching hidden files, going where no (wo)man has gone before ...
Until then, no posts. No visiting friends blogs. No commenting. And that is the real "Windows" story.
Comments off.
Today's image choice for SAM'S POETRY CORNER really hit home for me as I have strong feelings about the use of artificial intelligence for art and photography. Yet I fully admit to using computer programs of all kinds, those that have been available for years ~ and that using these tools to alter photographs or to enhance art are in their own way "artificial". But only to a degree if the original piece being altered or enhanced was a creation of the artist. AI where one simply tells a computer "what" to create, by written or spoken words, seems to me just wrong. I accept that AI may ultimately be somewhat beneficial in many fields, but believe it will be harmful in others and do not think it will, at least in my lifetime, replace or even add to the creative heart, soul and mind of a human. (This is my opinion, and not meant as a reflection of those who do like to use AI programs which is their right to do.)
SAM'S POETRY CORNER at ONE SPOILED CAT
THANKFUL THURSDAY at BRIAN'S HOME BLOG
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"Of course I do, Dougie ... I hop like a bunny ... like our friend, Speedy!"
