Video Cards and Random Thoughts
It's Saturday.
This morning I woke up really early considering it's a Saturday and went for my first driving lesson in about two years. It was one terrifying experience for me, and an amusing hour for the driving instructor.
"No, look to your left, the other left, where the flashing arrow is pointing."<- *very amused driving instructor.
"A bit faster, this road is at sixty." <- Driver (me) was snailing at thirty.
"You might want to go in reverse..."<- While I was doing a three point turn.
So I've learned a few things. I wasn't as horrible as I thought I would be, going up on sidewalks and running over old ladies. But I was so terrified that I felt the moment I was going to go faster than 10km/hr I was going to die. To entertain himself even more, we went on the highway, where I froze in a hunched over position, while he told me to relax and remember to breath.
I like this instructor. He's amusing. I learned that he has two daughters, one of them whom is going to her last year of Con. Ed at Queens and another studying Journalism at Ryerson. He seemed like a nice guy and really experienced at what he does. I just can't remember what he looks like because I spent almost every moment staring at the road and only getting flashes of his face. If we met on the streets I would be in some trouble. He must have a good heart too, to be suffering through all these students that can potentially mess up and ruin both of their lives.
At the very end of it, he said that I should be able to take my G with four or five more lessons. I kind of don't believe him, though he says that my biggest problem is confidence. That and I make too wide a right turn. Darn those right turns. But it's always easier with someone there telling you what to do. Double that with some stress and a few moments of 'oh my god, I'm going to crash and do something horrible to this car', taking instructions is much easier than thinking for myself.
So now I'm booking my driving test for about a month from now. Anyone want to lend me their cars so I can practice? ;)
I came back and dozed off for about three hours, had a wonderfully delicious dream and then woke up again. It was all very relaxing.
That was until the attack of the ants in my bedroom came to mind again. Yesterday I had this horrible moment where I lifted the garbage can lid and there were at least a dozen of ants swirling around. I killed them with cleaning chemicals. Those little black beady things. Urgh, it terrifies me more than driving.
So that led me to go to the store to get some raid and wasp killing spray so that I may never ever see them again. Hopefully it's working. I haven't so far seen any ants crawling around.
My Video Card is shot, I need to get a new one. But to get a new one would cost me around forty to fifty dollars. On the other hand I may be able to get one for free.
Random Thought:
Back in Shakespeare day when he had to copy things, he would have have to done his scripts by hand to have enough copies for his actors to read from. If he didn't have them done himself and instead given them to others to copy- imagine what if one or two words were changed by mistake? Then what we have today would not be what Shakespeare actually intended. These days we have fax machines, and things like photocopiers and computers. While it takes us a shorter amount of time to do all that typing meaning we can produce twice as faster or triple the speed- does it actually make us thrice as productive as back in the days? Or do we get bogged down by meaningless things like spreadsheets and memos? Are we so productive that we have to invent things just so we still get paid our full time salaries? Or are we just the same as before and no matter how better our tools our, we are only that productive?
This morning I woke up really early considering it's a Saturday and went for my first driving lesson in about two years. It was one terrifying experience for me, and an amusing hour for the driving instructor.
"No, look to your left, the other left, where the flashing arrow is pointing."<- *very amused driving instructor.
"A bit faster, this road is at sixty." <- Driver (me) was snailing at thirty.
"You might want to go in reverse..."<- While I was doing a three point turn.
So I've learned a few things. I wasn't as horrible as I thought I would be, going up on sidewalks and running over old ladies. But I was so terrified that I felt the moment I was going to go faster than 10km/hr I was going to die. To entertain himself even more, we went on the highway, where I froze in a hunched over position, while he told me to relax and remember to breath.
I like this instructor. He's amusing. I learned that he has two daughters, one of them whom is going to her last year of Con. Ed at Queens and another studying Journalism at Ryerson. He seemed like a nice guy and really experienced at what he does. I just can't remember what he looks like because I spent almost every moment staring at the road and only getting flashes of his face. If we met on the streets I would be in some trouble. He must have a good heart too, to be suffering through all these students that can potentially mess up and ruin both of their lives.
At the very end of it, he said that I should be able to take my G with four or five more lessons. I kind of don't believe him, though he says that my biggest problem is confidence. That and I make too wide a right turn. Darn those right turns. But it's always easier with someone there telling you what to do. Double that with some stress and a few moments of 'oh my god, I'm going to crash and do something horrible to this car', taking instructions is much easier than thinking for myself.
So now I'm booking my driving test for about a month from now. Anyone want to lend me their cars so I can practice? ;)
I came back and dozed off for about three hours, had a wonderfully delicious dream and then woke up again. It was all very relaxing.
That was until the attack of the ants in my bedroom came to mind again. Yesterday I had this horrible moment where I lifted the garbage can lid and there were at least a dozen of ants swirling around. I killed them with cleaning chemicals. Those little black beady things. Urgh, it terrifies me more than driving.
So that led me to go to the store to get some raid and wasp killing spray so that I may never ever see them again. Hopefully it's working. I haven't so far seen any ants crawling around.
My Video Card is shot, I need to get a new one. But to get a new one would cost me around forty to fifty dollars. On the other hand I may be able to get one for free.
Random Thought:
Back in Shakespeare day when he had to copy things, he would have have to done his scripts by hand to have enough copies for his actors to read from. If he didn't have them done himself and instead given them to others to copy- imagine what if one or two words were changed by mistake? Then what we have today would not be what Shakespeare actually intended. These days we have fax machines, and things like photocopiers and computers. While it takes us a shorter amount of time to do all that typing meaning we can produce twice as faster or triple the speed- does it actually make us thrice as productive as back in the days? Or do we get bogged down by meaningless things like spreadsheets and memos? Are we so productive that we have to invent things just so we still get paid our full time salaries? Or are we just the same as before and no matter how better our tools our, we are only that productive?