Toning down my toner demands

This side up.
This side up.

I discovered, to my surprise (why?) that our local computer store in Atlántida could get our laser printer cartridges refilled. Prior, I’d been taking them to Tecsys, where they advised that each was good for perhaps four refills, and that the people who did the refills would not refill them if the quality wouldn’t be up to par.

The local computer store also cleaned our printer, which had stopped functioning a few days ago. So the first thing I did on arriving home was hold the “on” button for five seconds to print a test page. It didn’t look good at all: the black test bar was streaky and gray in places. So I took it back, a bit upset.

The owner offered I could return the refilled cartridge and apply the cost to a new cartridge, about USD 90, saying that was the only way to get “new” quality (even though I was sure the previous refills had printed like new). Meanwhile, he showed me that a printed page of text—unlike the printer test page—looked just fine.

At which point I realized I had paid perhaps half (USD 20) for this refill as the others at Tecsys. I’d have to dig out receipts, which I’m too lazy to do, even for you, beloved reader of my drivel. But I know I didn’t pay twenty bucks in Texas.*

So he’d given me a workable solution at a good price, even though in terms of quality I’d essentially gotten what I paid for, which was less quality than I expected. But that was perhaps also more than I needed.

I thanked him for explaining. Ya veremos. We will see.

*Huh—? That’s what you get for not clicking on links 😉

Big Boss

Big Boss dog food

Our vet suggested a different dog food, one with less fat. She says less fat has solved skin problems of many dogs she knows, and ours is having issues.

The guy who sells the dog food displays it outside his house, fading bags in the full sun—who would buy that, knowing full well everything inside would be rancid? Turns out to be just a display. He gets a fresh bag from inside. Then gives me a refrigerator magnet, and say to call next time: he delivers for free, like many merchants here. I like that. I tell him my name’s Douglas, and there aren’t many of us in Uruguay.

He tells me his gardener’s name is Douglas.

Well, then.

Give me a (small) k!

Last Friday, our fiber optic service crapped out. I called AntelData to file a reclamo, a complaint, and learned that service was down for an entire zone. Not much to do but wait.

Saturday I learned that our neighbors had their service back. Sunday we spent a delightful afternoon with a couple of friends with whom we explored northern Argentina a few years back, at our favorite restaurant. Got home: still no internet.

Monday morning, a computer-illiterate Uruguayan friend mentioned entering usario and contraseña, and suddenly it clicked: Antel insisted the correct modem lights were lit. Then I remembered that on my first call, they’d had me enter user name and password, which I did—obviously incorrectly?

So I wondered if what I took as a capital A at the beginning of the handwritten password the tech left months ago, was instead a 4. The passwords are all upper case. LATIN AMERICAN COUNTRIES LOVE ALL CAPS.

No, not 4.

Then I looked at out ambiguously written handwritten user name, one letter and 5 numbers @adsl… and wondered: was K supposed to be k?

antel-user

Bingo! In a trice we were back to wasting huge amounts of time glued to the screen.

(Fortunately there were no 9s.)

¡Compro!

Easily the most obnoxious character who drives around blaring advertising. He buys old stuff (______ viejos compro=I buy old ________).

The last one, garafas, refers to the propane tanks that you have to buy, but which the company that sells them to you won’t buy back, even though there’s nothing unique to your tank: you swap it out for a full one—which is obviously a different tank that somebody else had to buy from a company that won’t buy it back.

The penultimate, fósforos quemados as far as I can tell, is weird—burnt matchsticks? Obviously I’m missing something here.

The first two? I’ll need some help here….

Christmas decoration in a store that gets it

Let’s not forget the real reason for the season: to sell shit. In this case, remote-control dinosaurs. Alas, this ain’t e-gadget-obsessed Tokyo. I waited in line at Tienda Inglesa Atlántida in back of, and in front of, shopping carts laden with slabs of meat, chorizo sausage, cheese and baguettes, the ubiquitous gallons of Coca-Cola poison, plenty of beer, potato chips, plates and glasses for vacation dwellings, deli sandwich packs, a head of lettuce and some tomatoes (RIGHT ON!), but… …not one remote-control dinosaur.

While even the impoverished in the north remain enslaved by consumerism, here the holidays mean time with friends and family. Granted, shoppers in Tienda Inglesa Atlántida aren’t the social equivalent of the unruly crowd waiting for free toy handouts at a Salvation Army in Pittsburgh. Nonetheless, there exists in Uruguay a family “glue” that will trigger a touch of nostalgia in USA-Americans of a certain age.

Personally, though their presence makes my life a little more difficult, and a lot louder, I really do wish for our seasonal visitors a really enjoyable holiday time with their family and friends, playing with a soccer ball or fishing during their endless hours on the beach. I think they understand that a remote-control dinosaur adds little to that experience. I hope so, anyway.

Maybe not

I’m cleaning the casita and was glad to find in a bathroom drawer this large bag from Macro Mercado, because there’s a lot of crap in the casita that needs to go away and a big bag helps. Problem is, the bag, advertising its biodegradability, has already started to go away itself….

Lies, damned lies, and…

…speed test reports before and after today’s installation of fiber optic internet. I did a number of tests before and after; these two are the most extreme. All, however, indicate a speed multiple of at least five, enough to go full-time VPN, using Overplay. [Edit 11/24: as with other VPNs I’ve tried, too slow for regular use.]

The upgrade also cleaned out some of our electronic-device-and-innumerable-wires clutter. The three AntelData installers (run line, gte connected, install modem) were friendly, efficient, and competent. I guess they’re subcontractors, but no importa…job’s done.

The incredible Vivero Pacha Mama

The Mother Earth Nursery sells only food, medicinal, and a few entheogenic plants. I went yesterday and spent about USD45 on plants and potting soil. I don’t know what I paid for this tomato “plant,” but here’s the thing: the container contains a couple liters of excellent compost, and this one yielded 26 seedlings.

That’s going to be a lot of tomatoes, regardless of what I paid….