In the middle of a rousing game of computer Clue (which I'm sure I would have won, thus earning me a Colonel Mustard badge), my computer suddenly shut down. Now worries, said I, she can be temperamental. I booted her back up. The computer tower buzzed to life. It whirred and beeped and blinked and all the other things a computer does when the elves inside are initiating the launch sequence. The monitor, on the other hand, feebly flashed a blank screen at me.
I booted her up again. Again the tower did its diligent job of noisily coming to life, again the monitor disappointed.
I flicked the power bar on and off, thinking that maybe hitting the on/off switch on the tower wasn't enough to REALLY boot her up. No success.
I called tech support (my husband) who suggested that perhaps the video card had overheated and the computer just "needed a rest". I turned off the computer and let it rest while I did the laundry, coloured with Mr. William, and played race the matchbox cars. I turned it on again with no luck.
Having no idea what to do in a computerless house, Mr. William and I went to the Early Years Centre. When we came home, the computer was still broke, and William was ready for a nap.
Now my son is napping, and I am using my husband's Mac, which has one of those pretentious brushed steel keyboards, and an annoying trackball mouse. Also being a Mac, you can't right-click anything and the commands to cut and paste stuff are all wrong. And you can't play my games. Or load my files.
Sigh.... I miss my 'puter.