I have p'd off my daughter today. I have around 354 tabs open on my chrome browser. She says I need to close some down but finding out when UK Spring flowers bloom is just so important to me and I might need that tab again in 5-6 working years. How do I convey this to her? She's 19, so her brain is very different to my own. I don't know if she knows something I don't about searching for the exact same thing again at a later date, but this is unfathomable to me. What if I wake up screaming in the middle of the night needing to know when daisies break through the damp British soil and the tab is gone? How will I ever go on? Don't even get me started on the Ebay tabs...there's this thing called a 'basket' but I don't trust it. What if it loses all my anti-Tory mugs? I won't ever be able to find them again. That one was a once in a life-time investment.
Also apparently I can have multiple browsers running at once, but this seems far too convenient. What if I need to buy a football scarf and check what day Mohammad Ali died at the same time? Oh, maybe he's not dead. Let me open another tab and check. I will never close it. Does anyone know what the arrow pointing left does? I think it destroys the page I am currently on and I'll never get it back. I think every time I make a new post on my blog I will open a new tab, just to be sure. After a year, my laptop will act like it's from 1876, perhaps worse. I think I may have websites open that have shut down. One of them still says that Obama is president and rerunning for the next campaign. The spinning arrow? Don't even get me started! She says I can press it to get today's news rather than open yet another beautiful tab, but I like to keep an archive of these things. What if I need to know the Man U score from 1903? There's no other way of finding it. Right?
This is my daughter test-running my blog. Normally it will be about my life in general - particularly writing, so tomorrow's blog will not be anywhere near as entertaining, but tune in just to check.
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