Oh, Firefox, Firefox, Where Are You?
I see the message, “Upgrade Needed,” and I shutter. I have seen the message for the last 48 hours and contemplate what to do. In the past when pushing this button I lost a years worth of financial data. Thankful to know of reset mode to a prior time I investigated what to do.
Two hours of investigation later the data was recouped and spreadsheets printed. Henceforth I will be on paper the rest of my life. Should there be an audit in my future I will arrange an armored truck to deliver my cache of boxes to the audit.
Back to Firefox. I press the button and receive a one line statement of computereeze, is that a word??, and no Firefox. This is not a good sign. Attempts to close the screen are meritless. Another new word?? Well, things aren’t working.
Next, control, alt, delete and the message do you want to close all appears. No, I simply want to practice this key stroke. I scream at the computer screen. I press the buttons signifying a closure to computer functioning and the screen is blank.
Where do I go next? I have loved Firefox for 18 months and now he/she is gone. As the song laments, “Who can I turn to?,” but more importantly, “What do I do??” Oh, Firefox, Firefox, “Where Are You?” I try once again to sign on receiving the same message and recall my daughter’s words, “Repetition is a sign of insanity.” Once again she is correct as I am going insane.
If I change servers I will see news each time I craft an email. I need to find another server with blocked news. I cannot go through the news cycle with each turn on. Will a magic wand help and where is that gifted 7 year old when you need one? Returning to the news cycle each time I turn on the computer makes me shutter, but alas, this may be inevitable.
I contemplate what to do. Chatter from others report that Internet Explorer does not function where I reside. Cross that off the list. Sad, as I liked the name and logo. Next Google appears with it’s cheery colors and pleasant circular design. Yes, that is the one I shall attempt to install. In the Search for anything box at the bottom left hand corner of the screen I type in gifted 7 year old for hire then reconsider and type Google, hit the enter key and wait.
Google appears and after answering several benign questions I am connected to the server. The Google search bar appears pleasant and already several frequent web site “friends” have appeared under this rectangle. They even have a Macarachi hat above the rectangle. I select the hat and receive a song from the band. Nice touch. It ends, the Google screen returns. I have been welcomed with music, not seduced, but welcomed. Perhaps I will increase my knowledge of music with this new server?…
I select yahoo from under the rectangle and it appears. Unfortunately along with this is a listing of news events with the most horrific world occurrences appearing first. The glow of the Macarachi music leaves. I mourn for Firefox and contemplate how long these 5 stages of grief will last.
I put on my big girl pants, grit my teeth, and place a paper over the news. Locating the sign on for yahoo I point my cursor, hit the enter key, and viola a screen full of emails appears. I have succeeded. I am grateful, but..
Firefox, oh Firefox, RIP, I will miss you.