Well, the verdict came in this morning. The Toshiba laptop is history. I took it to work this morning and had my favorite tech guy, Hoss, take a look, which he was so gracious to do. It didn't take long for him to return, telling me that the light for the screen had burned out and there was nothing that could be done.
Truth be told, I wasn't surprised. I'd pretty much suspected this was going to be the case. Although it really does seem to me that I should be able to get more than two years out of a laptop. The Toshiba was the second one I'd bought since I began blogging a little over four years ago.
Joe had said this morning that if I needed a new one to think about an HP. He feels very good about HP. I asked Hoss what he recommended. He told me either HP or Dell would be his choice.
So after work I went shopping. A twelve-year-old who works at the store counseled me and showed me a few different laptops. I really was charmed by the tiny ones; I think they are called "notebooks." But the twelve-year-old said that these don't have a CD drive, and I think I need that. To play The Sims, if nothing else, the next time the urge strikes me. We talked about HP and Dell and looked at various models. The HPs were considerably more expensive than the Dells, and ultimately we settled on an Inspiron 1245, whatever that means. The lad led me to the tower where the parcels were stacked and asked, "What color do you want?" Color? Aren't they black? They are not. "You can have blue or purple. I think we are out of red but I can check."
Oh, my. Purple!
Marsha, eat your heart out.