Will compute for food
Don't ask me how to change a fuse or the oil in my car. Or re-rout the plumbing and wiring in a home. I'm also not very good with a hammer or a saw. But if the printer isn't talking to the computer or the CD burner is burned out, apparently I'm the guy to call. And my dad has, at least once every two weeks for more than a year. How strange life is. When he was my age, I ran to him for advice about school, money and girls. Now our roles are reversed in this one area. I don't mind helping him. Heck, I don't even mind the half-hour schlep from Levittown to Northampton at rush hour. If I'm lucky, I can even finagle dinner from him and my step-mom.
It just seems a little strange to be needed by a man who knows how to do all of the things for which I have no or very little clue. At 66, he's at an awkward age where he finally has enough time to devote to computing, but doesn't have the background knowledge to accomplish his goal. He's also a little hard of hearing, so if you try to explain by phone how to attach a JPEG or Word file to a Web-based e-mail, he's probably not going to get it. But show him how to do something once, and it clicks home. His favorite hobby for the past two years has been downloading old-time radio programs from peer-to-peer networks, such as Kazaa and WinMX, and burning them onto CDs.
These are the shows he listened to when he was a kid, and now he has a whole library of them. Why he wants to listen to them all again is a mystery to me. Only the Shadow knows. It's not as if the grand kids are going to say, "Grandpa, can we please listen to that episode of 'Lux Radio' again." They're from a different time, a post-MTV era. Imagination is now a dirty word, supplanted by DVDs, PS2 and other techno toys. Like computers. Come to think of it, maybe he's not as far removed from them as I thought. WHO DO YOU TURN TO? When the printer won't print and the hard drive is playing hard to get, who do you call? Everybody seems to know somebody who fixes their glitches or maybe you are that person. E-mail me at and tell me about it. WEIRD NEWS ON THE WEB
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