Quest for the Packard Bell, The: Chapter IX - (Post No. #22)

      I'm planning to explain to my rotten old parents the reason why I pretty much elected against using my new computer, which I call my "RedEye" to run Zoom, & give them enough basic techno-jargon to get by in doing. They aren't going to go be purchasing dirt cheap used PCs which have seen heavy use in the corporate environment before, and flipping them and selling them for a loss of about 50% or something to people that genuinely need to have them, I think when I don't have such a strain on my personal budget sometime in the future, I may resume doing that. I'm the science officer of the family, and they don't realize that their roles aren't to be the science officer of the family. If everyone was a science officer, then who'd be Kirk, Sulu & Scotty? Don't answer that question. 

     But, that's probably why you're not here. To hear me insult my parents' intelligence. You're here because I am making another chapter out of the seemingly never-ending (but not getting any closer to victory) quest for the Packard Bell.

Quest For The Packard Bell,

Chapter IX:

Kijiji Ads

    To those ladies and gents outside of Canada, Kijiji is basically our country's version of Craigslist. Except there's likely less weird ads on Kijiji as opposed to Craigslist, and less people have druggies be the responses or something. 

   Previously during the worse part of the 2020-2021 COVID-19 Pandemic, I've attempted to source Packard Bells thanks to a Kijiji ad. Why? Well, they aren't exactly special computers, considering the model range I was trying to go for myself, the ones in question being 1994-95 at the absolute oldest, and 1996 through the entire duration of that model year at the absolute newest, unlike some "other" 90s computers which would probably have computed absolutely quicker than the Packard Bell IBM clone, and probably have sold far less than IBM PCs and all clones across the specific manufacturing board, probably due to the fact their sticker price would've been at around the same price as a Porsche 911 or Mercedes-Benz car, probably one that would've been considered "lower-end" and not one with an AMG engine option. 

    And, of course, I guess I had sourced my Packard Bell, and I thought victory was close. Too bad my example (which I had got) only had a couple of CD drives and no hard drive caddy whatsoever. But then again, I didn't think it was a problem. Sure, it had a Dallas chip battery on the motherboard that probably was absolutely dead, which I didn't consider a problem (I would probably just figure out how to get it replaced with a coin-cell instead since Dallas chips aren't really worth fixing), and my plan at that particular time was to use a 2GB CF card, to use Microsoft Windows 3.11 or 95 on, on top of MS-DOS, also having as another option, have a CF card somewhat larger than 2GB to use Corel Linux on, since I have yet to figure out how to get that ancient Linux distro to run on anything. I have made some progress in that department, and some may question why do I want to run such an ancient OS, but my answer to that question is "Why not?" Considering that Windows 10 is basically a mixed bag of reliability of a running OS, depending on what computer I run it on. It either runs like an absolute clock unit, or like a dog, total garbage, and essentially someone who would be trying to run a marathon with probably little to no training, and having had absolutely nothing but a diet of McDonald's.

   And Windows 11, isn't much of an improvement over 10, but the fact it is an improvement over 10 does indicate that some steps have been made in the right direction. 

   I guess, another thing is that I've become increasingly paranoid over the fact that I've been told that "the end of the world is going to come at any day now," and that I shouldn't spend time trying to build an empire in this world. I mean, from the earliest year of my childhood I could somewhat reason coherently, to my tenth birthday, I basically unquestionably lived like that could be happening. I never took motivation seriously the thought that I could be a thirty-something male railing against everyone older than him's authority in one way or another and having tried to rebel against his parents from his twenty-first birthday to right now, and knowing that despite his best efforts to not be smothered anymore, he basically wants to be more independent from his parents - of course, that wouldn't happen because they fear that the same thing that happened to all three of his elder siblings priorly would happen to him. Well, they chose to make their own decisions and they were all bad. What makes my parents think that they know best and I shouldn't be allowed to have my ideas be put to the forefront? 

   But enough complaining about parental stupidity for a second. In fact, I'm going to stop complaining about this for the entirety of the rest of the blog. I mean, I shouldn't be stressing myself out over this, especially when I am feeling just a tiny bit under the weather from a flu shot I had received last weekend. I think just this morning, all the feeling in my left arm came back, so I guess that indicates that I'm on the mend. 

   So, does this mean I'm going to abandon the "Quest for the Packard Bell?" Well, not entirely. However, I feel someone probably shouldn't put any of the money I may have received from sale of unneeded supplies that I doubt I'll ever use into Envelope #2. In fact, if I learn someone put it into Envelope #2, I feel like I'm going to be somewhat disappointed.