Friday, March 11, 2005
Hitting the firewall
Yesterday I was happily plugging along getting soooo much done that I decided it was the perfect day to do a task from my List of things that are crucial, stupifyingly important and MUST be done ASAP OMG WTF BBQ!
Caro's Norton Antivirus had expired on her computer. As the once deep passionate love NAV and I shared had dwindled (and I never cared for McAwfullee), the plan was to do as I had done on mine and install Zone Alarm Security, which is a combo firewall and AV program.
This time I DID remember to uninstall NAV first, although I neglected to shut down the XP firewall. Still, things went swimmingly until it was all in and all done...except for in the way it wasn't, as it would no longer allow Caro's computer to touch the bad nasty unclean internet, not even if it promised to wash its hands really good later and gargle with Listerine.
And then I remembered it had done this with me before, with MY computer. Something about us having these two machines one the one hub and router, I think. Except I couldn't remember just exactly what I did to fix it last time. So I had to futz around for what should have been six productive hours of my day typing new number thingies into the something or other programs in charge of ISP and DSN and yet more OMGWFTBBQ.
And finally JUST before the Daily Show came on her machine said, "Okay FINE, have it YOUR way!" and connected and agreed to download current virus defs and start the virus scan. And it's all fine now. Don't ask me how or why.
Caro's Norton Antivirus had expired on her computer. As the once deep passionate love NAV and I shared had dwindled (and I never cared for McAwfullee), the plan was to do as I had done on mine and install Zone Alarm Security, which is a combo firewall and AV program.
This time I DID remember to uninstall NAV first, although I neglected to shut down the XP firewall. Still, things went swimmingly until it was all in and all done...except for in the way it wasn't, as it would no longer allow Caro's computer to touch the bad nasty unclean internet, not even if it promised to wash its hands really good later and gargle with Listerine.
And then I remembered it had done this with me before, with MY computer. Something about us having these two machines one the one hub and router, I think. Except I couldn't remember just exactly what I did to fix it last time. So I had to futz around for what should have been six productive hours of my day typing new number thingies into the something or other programs in charge of ISP and DSN and yet more OMGWFTBBQ.
And finally JUST before the Daily Show came on her machine said, "Okay FINE, have it YOUR way!" and connected and agreed to download current virus defs and start the virus scan. And it's all fine now. Don't ask me how or why.
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