This has been a really frustrating day. Computers... can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em.
I decided to put WIN98 on the machine that I was using for the Linux, thinking that it would be nice to know if the hardware worked before I spent any more time on it.
Well, I never could get it to work... as in, I never could load WIN95 on it.
The BIOS on the damned thing doesn't recognize large disks, but when I fdisked and formatted it using the software that came with the drive, it worked just fine with Linux, as far as getting it loaded.
Maybe, though... that was the problem all along with the damned thing.
So I decided to use the old 486-66 that Mom had. I had WIN95 on it, shouldn't be a problem putting a bigger disk in and using it. Heh. Wrong-o. The BIOS on that one was even older than the other one. I couldn't even get it to work with a 1.2 gig disk I had. Or with a 525 meg one. Back to the 325 that came with it...
It worked just fine. But I still can't get the network card to work. And I've worked on the damned thing all day.
So I did what any other red-blooded 'merican would do... I went to eBay and bid on a machine. If I don't get that one, I'll keep bidding until I do get one.
But I am torn between just getting what I need for the Linux system... and spending a bundle and using the Compaq for the Linux and having a whole new machine.
The decision is pretty easy... I don't have a bundle to spend. So that solves that problem, huh.
Diary-l and journal-l have been generating a whole bunch of traffic tonight... I can't keep up with them. Journal-l is generally mild-mannered, especially in comparison to Diary-l. Journal-l is talking about expressions that people use in real life that bug them... Diary-l is talking about who "owns" an on-line journaller's writings... this was brought about by a well-known journaller quitting, preceded by another well-known (and, I gather, less-well-thought-of) journaller quitting. Two quite different sets of circumstances... and different sets of reactions. Interesting to watch from a distance, especially since I have not substantially read either of them, not enough to gain an emotional attachment, anyway.
There are very few journallers that I have formed emotional attachments to... and it seems like, as time goes by, I'm reading less and less of the journal world. And there's getting to be more and more of us, too. Although amny journallers don't really last that long, which knowledge leads me to not become emotionally attached to them. Cynical, yes, I know that I am.
Just like I don't want any more pets that I will outlive. Give me a turtle or a parrot.
OK, back to the computer wars...
Anyhoo... nothing worked.