The “Word” Puzzle, and Other Things
Wed., April 9, 10:40 AM
As I explained when I wrote about computers, I can do lots of things, but the application that I use and value more than any other is Microsoft Word. When I have to, I’ll use another word processor, but that’s my first choice. So you can imagine my distress when it refused to open. “…low on resources,” it said. So how come I could use Excel, or even Access, for pete’s sake, but I still couldn’t open Word?
Without Word, how do I write anything at all, not to mention entries for Diaryland? And Boss Lawyer was inconsiderate enough to have real work for me, so that I couldn’t do much personal writing on his computer…
I did all the usual things, cleaning out junk, closing other programs, even reinstalling, to no avail. Son was here on Sunday. He ran the procedures he’d used on other machines, deleted the whole kit and kiboodle, reinstalled – and it still wouldn’t work. He went home and did mega research (don’t know why I couldn’t find those sites), sent me three possible fixes, and one did the trick. I’m back in business.
So now I’m working backwards from yesterday. Oh, yeah, I missed Cher’s special, but I’m sure it’ll be repeated. On the other hand, what I wanted – and got – was the NCAA Women’s Final. By now you must have heard the score: UConn 73, Tennessee 68. Go, UConn! I am so proud to be an alumna.
I wanted to comment on the movie I watched Monday night – “Lovely to Look At.” It was a remake of a 1930’s play, “Roberta” (originally starring Bob Hope). I first saw “Lovely to Look At” fifty years ago at Radio City Music Hall in New York. We were a group of Girl Scouts, I think; trips to New York were common, but not so common that we didn’t appreciate them. The plot may be weak – as were some of the characters – but Jerome Kern’s music stands the test of time. They’re still singing “Smoke Gets in Your Eyes.”
The main reason Son was in town on Sunday was for M.D.’s birthday. They don’t see as much of each other now, but Son and M.D. depended on each other mightily as they grew up, because U.D. always took up so much emotional space; I was always grateful for their closeness. We went to see “Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers,” and had a pleasant meal afterwards.
Let me tell you, they were robbed. No one appreciates a good musical more than I do, but I cannot imagine how “Chicago” could possibly be a better film than “The Two Towers.” Even as I was caught up with the plot and the acting, I kept noticing the technical work that made it ever more remarkable. (And wondering “how did they do that?”) The only reason I could see for ignoring it is its obviously pacifist philosophy, which might sway the Academy voters. I understand that filming for all three movies was done at the same time; so maybe they’ll be able to present an award for the trilogy.
My weekend began with Friday, of course, sort of like Axel (he’s so cute). I took Husband to the doctor and the lab (no one’s called me back, so I guess there’s nothing terribly wrong with him). Then I took him for his “rewards”: lunch at Denny’s and a trip to the market for his cookies and doughnuts. I couldn’t not do any of this, but my plans for the day were shot. Oh, well, there’s always next week. I need a haircut so badly I look like a Shetland pony – or maybe an English sheep dog.
