Fixing stuff, myself included…
Elliott’s Revenge
If I’d had my wits about me I would have taken a picture of the laptop, before I started trying to putting it back together.
Back together?
Elliott was left unsupervised in the computer room, while I was out for a half an hour. Upon my return I found 10 of the key tabs and several plastic spring type things scattered on the desk, and a shivering half naked keyboard, crying beneath a screen I’d never seen before, and hope never to see again. My first thought was that someone had broken in and vandalized it, but in this neighborhood they would have just run off with it.
Why did he do it?
Never before had he expressed such a keen interest in computer programing. Mad at me for leaving, jealous? Trying to open a blogger account of his own? Looking for kitty cat porn? Who knows? In most criminal cases it’s not important why they did what they did. It’s just wrong.
Did you punish the poor kitty?
Only in the sense that he’s no longer allowed computer access, unless he’s supervised. Once, before the chilling incident, I left the room to get coffee; I found him sitting on the keyboard grooming himself when I returned. If only I’d known where he was going with this, I might have prevented the disaster.
Did you fix it?
I learned more about keyboard hardware than I really wanted to. I got it all back together and functioning properly, except for the x key, and the alt key on the left side which were missing spring parts.
Well how did you type except?
I’m on another laptop now, which doesn’t seem to have the quirks and kinks that the previous one did. I spent several geek days with my friend su the computer guru, and we successfully transferred all my data and programs again. THANK YOU SU! I’m such a geek wannabe, but I do love it.
“It is not enough to have a good mind; the main thing is to use it well.”
–Rene Descartes