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Getting Around

Your computer has files and folders. Depending on what sort of user you are, you may store everything in the My Documents folder. Or maybe, on your work computer, you save everything in the network folder.

There’s more than one way to get around a computer’s folders. And once you get that down, you’ll have all sorts of new ways to save and sort things on your computer.

First, open up My Documents or My Computer. By default, the My Documents displays only the folder. The left side of the window gives you some options for the folder or the things in it. Great. Now, let’s change the settings. If you’ve never played with this, it’s going to look huge and scary and overwhelming at first. Relax, do as I tell you (heh, that’s always good advice!) and it’ll be okay.

On the top of the My Documents window, there’s a button labeled Folders. (BTW: You are using Windows Explorer to view My Documents.) Click the Folder button. Now, the left side of your window will show ALLLL the folders and drives and everything on your computer.

Deep breaths. Lets look at the list– what are we really seeing? Well, at the top is Desktop. As far as Windows Explorer is concerned, the Desktop is the root of everything. If you clock on “Desktop” you will see everything on your desktop, but as little icons inside the Explorer Window. See– it’s just a different way to see the same stuff.

Okay, what else do we have here. Under Desktop is My Documents. See the little plus sign next to it. Squint! Ah, there it is– circled in red. This plus sign lets us Expand the folders. So, if you click it, the folders that are inside the My Documents folder will expand. You won’t see any files on the left– only folders (and drives, which are like giant folders.) Click the expand button.

(An expanded folder has the inner folders showing and a minus sign, circled in blue)

Notice how the view on the right didn’t change? Why make the computer load all the images… this is one way Explorer is faster for getting around.

Now, you can see the folders. You can select a folder or another plus sign. When you get to the folder you want, you can select it by clicking on it once, and the contents will load in the right side of the screen.

You can nest folders almost limitlessly. And name them anything you want.

And, another bonus, if you need to go to another folder, you can simply click on it on the left. You don’t have to go “Up” or “Back.” Just find it and click. Quick and easy. Try it, click around. And if you think you’ve moved or clicked something wrong, you can always Undo.

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My Town Monday

My little part of Michigan, happens to be still mostly rural, with a swathe of so-called civilization (or at least population) running along the middle where I-96 carves it’s path between Detroit and Lansing.

According to the last census records, there were more people in the city of Ann Arbor than their are in all of Livingston County.

A lot of people allegedly move here from the Metro Detroit Area. For me, the “Metro Detroit” area is pretty much anywhere east of, say, Novi. But, I’m a local yokel. The hustle and bustle of downtown Brighton or of the Latson Road interchange is more than exciting enough for me.

With the mix of rural life and city life, I get to see pristine Hummers and beat up pick up trucks with mud up to the mirrors and grass stuck in the grill. Which do you think actually went off-road?
Like Michigan’s weather with it’s range of possibilities, I find that Livingston County’s range of life rather interesting.

In addition to the mix of suburbia, small cities, small towns, and farmland, it’s a less than hour to get to Flint (north), Lansing (west) and Ann Arbor (south) where large cities dwell with even greater possibilities. Oh, and Metro Detroit to the East. Beyond that is Canada (which for Michiganders, hardly seems like another country at all.)

I’ve lived here my entire life, or at least all the parts of it that I remember. That counts as far as I’m concerned. This is my home. I plan to stay. (Crappy weather, potholes, and wretched economy and all.)

Reprinted with permission.

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My Town Monday: 8 years ago…

8 years ago, June 8th was not a Monday. It was Friday.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t raining. Though the papers had predicted a wet, gloomy week, especially for Friday. (This was back when the Detroit Free Press delivered a paper to my doorstep every day.)

It was a beautiful day with blue skies and puffy white clouds. Seventy-something degrees.

Which was good because somebody had planned an outdoor wedding reception.

8 years ago, Hubby and I gathered maybe 40 of our closest friends and family and did “something rather rash” –in the words of our favorite history teacher whose class we had once before and once after the wedding. We’d only been dating for three years, after all. 😉

8 years ago I married the first and only man I dated. We got our flowers– a pair of bouquets and a couple of baskets– at the local Shady Stop. We got our scrumptious cake from the South Lyon Bakery. And we were wed at the same church we both attended as a child, a local place that was better when it was smaller.

Then, we did as many cash strapped honeymooners in Michigan do… we fled to another country. Heh. Okay, so it’s Canada and hardly counts as a different country. But we did go to Niagara Falls on what was our VERY FIRST vacation without mommy and daddy. (Sharp learning curve on that one.)

8 years later we have a house. And the same disagreements we’ve always had. (Gee, there’s a surprise.) But we also have resolve. And we still love each other. Which is good, because I meant what I said about that “Death do us part” bit… =)

8 years down. And many more to go. I’m looking forward to it.

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In the Beginning…

There was the Computer Mama. Elizabeth is “too young” for bifocals, has racing stripes in her hair, and loves all things computers. If she’s not too old to learn computers, than neither are you.

But what happens when a Computer Mama has a daughter? Well, that’s were Computer Kids come from. Clair is happiest at any one of her computers with a glass of Diet Pepsi at her side. She actually likes troubleshooting computer problems.

We’re both longtime residents of Livingston County, Michigan. Where is that? Well, hold out your right hand…

… right about here. More or less. (This is one of the best parts about living in Michigan. 😉

Welcome to the Computer Mama Blog, part of the Comma Project. Here, we’ll talk about the things we love best– computers and Livingston County. But no techno-babble. We want you to enjoy as much as we do. Okay, okay. Maybe half as much as we do.

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My Town Monday: Outlet Mall

Like much of Livingston County, it was once farm field. Then the buildings sprouted… add water and a mall appears.

Originally dubbed the Kensington Valley Outlet Mall, it is part of the Tanger Outlet chain. It’s one of those ‘open air’ malls– with the stores forming a ring around the parking lot– which doesn’t make a whole hell of a lot of sense in Michigan. It get’s awful cold and snowy in a Michigan winter. But that seems to be the trend in new malls… I think it’s catering to those who’d rather drive to the other end of the mall than walk. And it irritates someone who’d rather walk. Anyway…

The Outlet Mall is at the junction between M-59 and I-96. M-59 terminates at I-96 and there’s one of the uglier intersections in the county as the entrance/exit ramps for I-96 East must be crossed to get to Burkhardt road to the south. (So you take the “entrance ramp” and turn off, or coming the other way, cross the entrance ramp to get on the “exit ramp.”) The whole intersection was redone to better serve the mall traffic.

Sadly, because the Outlet Mall is so far away from downtown Howell (about 4 miles of nothing between the two) I can’t imagine it does much for the city itself. There’s a McD’s and a few other restaurants nearby. So, I’m guessing most visitors to the mall don’t veture downtown.

Another interesting feature of the Outlet Mall is that, well, not all the stores are acutally factory outlets… some are just regular stores. So you may not be getting a “Great Outlet Deal!!” But, hey, it’s the thought that counts. And as long as people think they’re getting a deal, they tend to buy as if they are.

But there are some great deals to be found there. A nice variety of stores, including a few that appeal to this picky shopper.

There’s a great food court in the center of the mall area (inside the ring) and nearby there’s a hotel for out-of-towners.

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My Town Monday: Ore Creek

Ore Creek runs through downtown Brighton. It was on this little waterway that the first mill– the start of the town– was built. The mill included a dam, creating the Mill Pond.

The Mill Pond in the 1970s. Brighton’s Bicentennial.

The Mill Pond still exists, but the mill is long gone. But at the end of the Mill Pond, along Main Street, the water leaves the Mill Pond.

But where does it go? Beyond Main Street there is only shops and restaurants, a parking lot…

The Mill Pond drains under Main Street and for twenty-some years that’s all I knew. I always wondered…

Well, one of the advantages to being an independent adult (the jury’s still out on “grown up”) is that I drive myself there and try to answer these questions. So, I parked in downtown Brighton and started my exploration. It didn’t take long to find where the water came out.

Ore Creek’s current path is under one of the downtown parking lots. Under the shops and restaurants.

The tall building peak in the center of the photo is the old Town Hall, which sits on the banks of the Mill Pond. This photo is taken from North Street, about a block South of the Mill Pond.

This is where the creek emerges on the other side into a normal stream bed. It winds through trees and grasses and wetlands. I don’t think it’s more than a foot or so deep at it’s deepest, less at some points.

Once upon a time, the parking lot was the ‘mill race’. It was open, running water with only a bridge and the mill. (Th tallest building, in the center, is the Yum Yum Tree, next door to the Old Town Hall, which didn’t make it into this pic.)

After leaving the parking lot, Ore Creek curves around and sneaks under the CSX (formerly C&O) railroad.

The area is wooded and kind of desolate. I had to hike down the railroad tracks (all the while thinking of the scene from the movie Friend Green Tomatoes where Buddy gets it.)

I climbed down the really, really steep embankment, envisioning myself sliding to a painful crumpled heap at the bottom.

There were signs of other humans having made their way into the brush, so now I was imagining ambush by some homeless person or some rowdy delinquent youth. In reality, nothing happened. I took some photos and climbed back up. See why I became a writer… it’s so I can do something productive with all these scenarios that pop into my head.

Quite a difference in the way the CSX bridge over Ore Creek looks today compared with what it was some hundred years ago. Smaller trees. One of those rare instances where today is MORE treed than back then.

Ore Creek meanders it’s way into Brighton Lake and onwards, eventually joining up with the Huron River.

And now I know what happens to the water from the Mill Pond.

Sometimes I think it would be cool to take a boat and flashlight through the tunnel…

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Wordless Wednesday: Down in the Swamp


Of course there’s a body in the swamp. What are swamps for? Anyway, today’s question is how the killer found this swamp. It’s on a barely traveled road far from everyone, far even from the killer’s normal paths of travel. So, how did he come across it, and how did he know it was a good place for the corpse?

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My Town Monday: Electrifying Brighton


Brighton was a small town for a long time. Before there were suburbs, Brighton was just another town in the middle of nowhere.

And like many small towns, modern conveniences came slowly to Brighton. What did a bunch of farmers (and the shopkeepers who served the farmers) care for new fangled gadgets?

In 1902, CC Conrad constructed an electric-lighting plant along the Mill Pond in Brighton. In October of that year, he announced that he would run his plant from five o’clock until daylight every morning for a week. If it could be made to pay, he would continue all winter. (The building with the smoke stack was, from what I can tell, the power plant.)

(Now, I read this as meaning that he would turn on the lights at 5am until the sun came up. Electricity had finally reached Brighton… but only for a few hours a day. What an interesting idea– to offer the service for only a few hours. I don’t think this sort of thing could possibly happen today.)

Apparently, this arrangement proved to be profitable. By 1913, Eastern Michigan Edison (likely a company related to the now-massive Detroit Edison electric company) took over Conrad’s plant. Meters were installed in every place using current.

In 1915, Brighton got all-night-electric service. About sixty lights were distributed throughout the village and were on all night, every night, all year.

I guess at the time, the idea of a lighted down town was new and exciting. Now, I wish they would turn the damn lights off. Especially those on the expressways. I have headlights on my car… what do I need street lights for? Esp. since these same lights are blocking out the stars. I like stars.

Anyway, electricity came to Brighton in 1915. In 1916, there was a curfew enacted. The bell on the townhall would ring at 8pm and all kids under 16 were to be off the streets. Wonder if the two were related… maybe with the lights on, folks could actually see the kids hanging out?

The electric plant is gone now. In it’s place is the Imagination Station playground.

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