This is probably my last post

Over the last three months or so, the "Technology God Of All Things" has reduced me to a quivering mess of neurotic and unsustainable neutrons.

Lets, see now. First it was the super PDA which would change my life. Certainly done that. There were a couple of homicidal moments, but each day I was getting better and better, until.....

Dog and I decided to get Broadband. Checked with my contacts in Telstra, no problem. The ISP sent the modem and everything was quite splendiferous until installation. Simple process you might say.

The modem took an immediate dislike to the "Puter" and refuse to talk. After a lot of fussing around, I rang the son in law and told him to fix the problem. Six hours later and long conversations with the ISP provider we're still at ground zero.

I was particularly impressed (afterwards) when I discovered that I no longer had access to dial up. Fixed that small issue, but now I have to work out how to get get into Google without a complete shutdown.

Last night I put the PDA in the docking port. It's gone out in sympathy with the modem and refuses to turn off. I guess a flat battery will fix that problem.

In contrast. Over the weekend I purchased a mechanical device, fixed a chain saw and helped a mate remove a couple of old water tanks. No problems.

However, technology has given me a complete sense of inadequacy. Should I use the noose, shoot myself or get married again?

PS For those of you (particularly in developed metropolitan areas) who can't gain access to broadband.This is the current situation.

If Sol doesn't get his way with the Federal government there will be no infrastructure investment (end of story). Greenfield sites will benefit from FTTH if there is a commercial case to support it. It also appears to be highly unlikely that Telstra will be a successful tenderer for the next Black Spot Program.

Regards

Kim