For the price, this is not a bad little camera. I used it for a year. It took great photographs, and I had a lot of fun with it. It was my first digital camera, and I am of course now totally sold on them. On the downside, it simply quit working after about a year. I figure I did get a year's worth of use out of it, it was so cheap. But I don't feel good anymore about buying products that don't last. The next time I buy a digital camera, I will spend more money and get one that has some shelf life and more options. This is a great camera to buy as a first camera for a preteen or teenager.
I bought the Symantec program online, tried to download it, and had nothing but problems. Finally the disc came by snail mail, and I found I had to uninstall my freeware program and my spyware program. Despite being the program automatically updating itself and being set up to run itself at regular intervals, at the end of a year my computer was a mess--running very slowly, lots of glitches like having no control over my mouse and other squirrelly problems that I wasted a lot of time trying to understand. Finally, desperate for a solution, I uninstalled Norton, reinstalled my freeware program and my spyware program, ran them both, and now my PC is running like a top again. Maybe it's me, but I don't see the point of paying for an inferior product when freeware is available that works much better and is easier to understand.
One afternoon about six months ago, I set out for my favorite discount retailer to buy a new coffee pot; my fifth in about two years time. I was not a happy shopper. Before leaving the house, I had gathered up all five expensive, broken, department store name brand electric coffeemakers and thrown them into my trashcan without a even putting them into a bag. To understand the radical nature of this act, you have to have lived with one of those men who truly believes all things can be salvaged and used... someday. Such men are resourceful, loving, responsible, and WRONG. Some things deserve to be destroyed. Not getting coffee in the morning when a person is caffeine addicted, and having this happen five times in less than 24 months would be a good defense for just about any crime in any court, but all actually did was stand there staring at the 30 different electric coffee makers in total despair. After all, I was not thinking as rationally as I would have been thinking had I had my black coffee that day. And then I saw it: A graceful glass carafe with an aluminum spring press and a European name: Bodum. No cord. No automatic timer. No high tech pure water filtration system. Nothing but hot water, good ground coffee, and me. Pure. Artful. Sensuous. Evolved. I fell in love at first sight. For ten dollars it was mine, all mine, and I hurried home to try it out with freshly ground beans and water I heated myself in a copper kettle. Delicious. Seriously, a good coffee press makes one of the best cups of coffee you will ever have, and it doesn't take a course in lattes and frappacinos to operate one. You just push down slowly on the handle coming out of the lid, and presto, you have truly gorgeous coffee. This Bodum makes about two over-sized cups, which is exactly right for one addict or two normal people. You never have to worry about cleaning the lime out of it with vinegar or about the electrical mechanisms going haywire. Simply put, it's perfect. Thank
