Tuesday, 26 July 2016

To Touch Or Not To Touch... That Is The Question.

I have a touch-screen laptop, a nice little Lenovo Flex that I love. My grand-children love it too. They love that they can play games on kids' sites and just touch the screen rather than try to use the mouse. So I'm often cleaning fingerprints off the screen. Some of those have been rather sticky. Sigh.

Sorry the screen is so bright. I did that on purpose because I was replying to a private email. Notice the pretty stickers my grand-daughter put on? Yes, it's a thing. You have to pretty up stuff with stickers. 


My eldest grand-daughter playing Nick Jr games on my pretty laptop. She still doesn't like using the mouse, and prefers just touching the screen. 


There are so many reasons to like touchscreens. Batteries in mouse died? No problem! Touch the screen until you change the batteries. This is particularly useful if you're in a game in the middle of a battle or something or doing something that is timed. In an awkward spot with the laptop and nowhere to use the mouse? No problem! Fingers on screen or touch pad (I don't really like the touch pad myself, I can't use it right). Dropped the mouse and too lazy to pick it up? No problem! Finger on screen... You get the picture.

Now here are the drawbacks. You get used to it. You get really used to it. My sister asked me to help fix her laptop, and she watched me try several times to swipe on the screen or touch something to make it work. "You can't do that on that one." Crap!

Trying to do something on a desktop for someone (I'm the family techie so everyone comes to me to fix things or do things on computers for them) and start cursing because nothing happens when I try to poke at the monitor screen! "What the hell are you doing? You're going to put a damn hole in that!" Crap!

Any screen becomes fair game for touching. I've tried pausing a movie in my blu-ray player not by the remote, but by walking up to the TV and touching the screen. "Was there a bug?" my sister asks. "I didn't see one." Crap! Of course I'm not going to admit to anything she could laugh at. "I got it. It was annoying me." Use remote to pause movie. "Be right back, gotta go bathroom."

I touch the screen on my smart phone, my laptop, my tablet. I go to the store and many of the debit machines ask you to touch the screen. Bank machines do as well. My HP printer has touchscreen. Is it any wonder my brain thinks all screens are touch? Sheesh! I'm just waiting for the day I got to Best Buy or something and stop to admire the TVs and just reach out a finger and start jabbing at the screen. "Ma'am? You break it you buy it." Crap! Then again, they may soon have touchscreen TVs. You never know.

My lovely printer. I have grand-daughters so they like to put stickers on things to pretty them up. I don't mind. Whoa, I need to dust!

I know there are others out there who are like me. There have to be. I can't be the only one. Can I?



Saturday, 2 July 2016

The "Progression" of eyesight.

So our glasses were in. Whoa. If you ever see someone walking and moving weirdly, and they wear glasses, then know this: they just got their new eyeglasses. Sympathize with them. Be patient with them. Okay, giggle a little, but help them if needed.

I've had mine for four days now. I'm nowhere nearer being used to them. Progressives are like being on a roller coaster ride without the cart to be securely tied into. The world tilts, sways, goes blurry before clear before blurry again, suddenly appears nearer or farther... Yeah, real trip. My knees gave out halfway up the stairs when I got home. Never mind trying to wear them in the mall right after putting them on for the first time. I found myself putting them up on my head and going blurry just to stop the nausea. Think I'll just sit on the floor over here and hug my knees, thanks. They told us it could take up to 2 months to get used to it. If we really can't handle them then to let them know and they'll try to think of something. At the price they were, I'm going to get used to them whether I want to or not!

I'm Canadian. Yesterday was July 1st, Canada Day. Something like the US, we have backyard BBQs, drink, go fishing or after the parade to the local fair grounds or wherever they have events. Most businesses are shut down for the day.  I spent the morning watching my eldest play back to back ball games. They lost the first, though they did get warmed up by the end of it, so they were hot by the time the second one started five minutes afterwards, and they won it, securing their place in the semi-finals.


She made a catch at home plate to get a guy out that was a beaut! Brought her whole team bench to their feet cheering her on. Did I mention I was sitting in the shade of a tree behind the opposing team's bench yelling my cheers to her? I got some weird looks, I tell ya!

After the games it was lunch time and my grandson wanted a Happy Meal. I wanted some DQ afterwards. It was hot yesterday. 


BTW, those of my new glasses. It's not so bad in the car, wearing them. It's bi-pedal movement that really screws you over. LOL Isn't my grandson a handsome little man? He was certainly enjoying that cone. 

After getting home I made a cheesecake with vanilla mousse on top and tons of fresh berried layered over it. It was good. We BBQ-ed in the rain. The food was still good despite the thunder and lightning that started. No fireworks that night due to storms, but we needed that rain. We'd had a fire ban due to the weather. Not enough rain, too many sunny heatwaves. Grass everywhere was yellow, gardens dying... But now it looks like no more rain for a few weeks again. Nice. We move to this house and plan all kinds of outdoor work and gardening and heatwaves keep up inside and no rain kills my garden before it gets anywhere. Screw you, summer!  This is why I prefer Autumn.