Singing the Download Blues.

From: yarngirl

I never can find files after I’ve downloaded them either. Usually if I go back to download them again, I’ll find them. Click on the link to download, and when the window pops open asking where you want to put it, look for the name of the link on the list. The right click and select open. It works for me, drives Rick up the wall to have to do it that way.

Ah, but I *know* where the zipped files I’ve downloaded reside. What I don’t know is where they’re going when I unzip them! Even when I unzip a second time, it just overwrites the original files without asking my permission. I still have no clue where the unzipped files have gone. Very exasperating.

From: allimom

For your guests, how about making meatless lasagna or spaghetti? Or if they eat eggs and cheese, you could fix (or buy) quiche.

On your missing drivers, what OS are you running on your ‘puter? Look to see if you have a folder titled “My Downloads”, “Recent Files” or “My Received Files”. Also check your “Temp” folder.

My company is coming on a weeknight. I’ve decided I’m not making anything. We’re going out to dinner at a vegetarian restaurant down the street from us. It’s a bit pricey, but worth every cent for my sanity’s sake alone.

I’m running Windows 98. There are no “My Downloads”, “Recent Files” or “My Received Files” that I can find. My temp folder has nothing in it remotely resembling what I’m looking for. This has got to be hidden in some arcane recess of the Program file. I just didn’t have the gumption to track it down last night.

But enough about the damnable files. I’ll either figure it out, or I won’t. Either way, life seems to go on. Who cares if I have a $500 scanner that’s only good for a cat bed. I don’t have to dislodge the cats from their naps this way.

So it snowed last night, after a preliminary run-through by some hail and freezing rain. We got around five inches. Since cities north of us got fifteen-plus inches, I’m not about to gripe about five inches, except to say that I still had to come to work. I did sleep in a couple hours to give the roads a chance to improve. The drive in wasn’t bad; apparently most people took a snow day.

The Socialist cleared the worst of the snow off my car sometime in the wee hours of the morning. That made things much easier on me this morning, since I only had to brush a little bit off the windshield and I was good to go. Remind me to say something nice to him when I get home tonight. Although that may be difficult. I see that, for the second day in a row, his college was closed and he didn’t have to work today. Oh well. I guess that means that he’ll have plenty of time to make dinner and have it waiting for me when I get home after my long, hard day.

Still waiting for something to happen here at work. For whatever reason, senior management is playing their cards close to their chests. I don’t know why they went out of their way to tell me what they did if they now intend to leave me hanging. From what I gather, their plans have not changed, though the timetable has. If this is true, at least it buys me some breathing space to get something else lined up.