Dear Fellow Bloggers and Readers - I am having a veritable tsunami of computer troubles, but never fear, I will be back as soon as humanly...ah, make that technologically, possible.
It's ashame how complicated PCs are, especially considering how indispensable they have become. I've pondered buying a Mac, but am unsure if it will run all my applications. One day cloud computing will free us all.
The Cloud Messenger (Meghadūta) is a lyric poem by the respected Indian poet, Kālidāsa. The poem centers around a yaksa in exile. Longing for his beloved, waiting for him on a Himalayan mountain, he asks a cloud to take a message to her. The sights he tells the cloud it will see on its way make up most of the poem.
The idea of recording observations appeals to me. I thought The Cloud Messenger was the perfect title for a blog about the journey that we all make as we move through our days.
I'm a baby boomer who grew up dancing in the streets of Detroit during the classic Motown years, lived beside the Rocky Mountains for many years, now retired and living (and writing full time) in S. Ontario. I have one blog for rock 'n' roll oldies, and one for nature, poetry and life along the Lake.
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We can wait.
FA
We'll be here!
It's ashame how complicated PCs are, especially considering how indispensable they have become. I've pondered buying a Mac, but am unsure if it will run all my applications. One day cloud computing will free us all.
I was wondering where you were! Glad you are ok
shall await your triumphant return :)
I can empathize. I'm so sorry I went back to MicroSoft. I miss my Linux!
uhOh, I hope you have someone working on it right now; I'm going into withdrawal...aieeee hugs, christine
Oh good luck!! I know what it's like to have one technical issue after another!!
Will be here for you!
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