Spent the day and then some doing a dance with my new (not-so-cheap) wireless router. It was like this:
WR: Hey. I’m a little shy.
Computer: That’s okay! I love shy! What can I do to make you comfortable?
WR: Well, hmmm. . . you could put on this little installation cd.
C: Sure! No problem!
C: How’s that?
C: I see you are all lit up, but, somehow I can’t find you.
WR: *ahem* You should start over, and be nicer this time.
C: Okay. (uninstall, reinstall, refind router, rename wireless network) Is that better?
WR: Yes, perfect. Let’s dance!
C: I’d be honored. Say, my friend MacBook is here, can she, like, you know, join us?
WR: I don’t know who in the hell you are! Go away!
C to MB: Just be patient, WR will come around.
MB (thinking) yeah. right. whatever. later.
Eh, this is lame, and not even close to how complicated it all was. Is, I suppose. Anyway, the router kept working on the PC (we still have an HP desktop that also has to be connected to the router), and then I’d sign on with the mac, and that whole thing would last for less than two minutes before no pages could be found and when I went into the router help thing it was giving me this "Cannot Detect Router" message, which, really — NOTHING had changed, so I DO NOT UNDERSTAND.
I finally just uninstalled it and unplugged it and nearly threw it out the window. While I was trying to get this whole thing working, John took the kids to fly Soph’s new kite. At least someone got things off the ground today.