Electronics are seductive. Electronics are exciting. Electronics are a pain. Over the last several months we have experienced the pain of electronics gone bad. Our computer has crashed many times this year. ‘Crashed?’ you say, ‘What does that entail?’. The power source burned out, three hard drives went bad, some RAM went down, and a motherboard frazzled. We have gone through two fax machines, a few cordless phones, not to mention lost chargers and dead rechargeable batteries. We have too much tech in our lives yet sometimes we have too little.

In the course of all this devolution, we have learned a lot about the entrails of our computra set up. We have new skills, new knowledge and new components. We have a battery back-up and hope that we will actually not have crash for a few months. Hopefully more.

In the last few weeks we have been to our ‘local computer shop’* more times than we have been there in the last few years. BUT now our computer works. The camera is charged and our gleaming new answering machine should be charged and connected within the next day. We are dependent on these miracle machines for keeping the smooth ease of our lives and also for creating the documentation of our lives, which in this era of web 2.0 is so prevalent.

A few weeks ago, Wade brought a 4 gigabyte thumb drive. It is the size of a lick-em stick (ya know, from FunDip). I put it in my bag and went on my way. The drive disappeared and I could not find it anywhere! It is too small to carry around like that. For years I carried zip disks back and forth to work, carrying my work around with me on disks, in notebooks. But these flash drives are very easy to lose. Very easy. I think I need removable, transportable memory storage that is connected to my body, so I won’t lose it.

O, wait. I have one already. It’s called my head.