My new MacBook arrived yesterday, and it is--as promised--quite beautiful and sleek, right down to the packaging. Alas, the movement of data from the old iBook G4 workhorse to the new MacBook mustang has not gone to plan. Apple has this theoretically great software, Migration Assistant, that is supposed to allow you to take your old data and put it on the new machine with a minimum of fuss. Do you think I can make my machines talk to each other? No. I've spent more than two hours today on tech support with no fewer than four people, and none of them was able to solve my problem.
Ultimately the "product specialist" advised me to network the computers and drag and drop what I want to transfer. When I tried that, my most important folder (the one with five+ years of my work in it) disappeared and caused me to faint dead and have to be revived. Luckily I was able to find it again, but it didn't exactly make me want to continue the process.
I know we'll get it sorted eventually, but it does highlight one of the reasons that I tend to use old technology--whether that's cars, cell phones, or computers--until it just can't be used anymore. The hassle involved in learning the new system almost always outweighs the pleasure of the shiny new thing I have. So far I haven't reached that point with the new computer, but a few more days on tech support could push me there.
I'm at such a patient point anyway, given that I'm home on day two of Connery flu watch. My family needs to get well. Now. Sooner than now. One of us has been sick for more than three weeks, and that just sucks. I'm ready for everyone to get well and for Migration Assistant to, well, assist in some migration.