Just a quick story.
Last night I finally got around to installing our printer’s drivers on our reconstituted computer. I installed once, unsuccessfully, and Micah woke up, so I had to put him back to bed. I uninstalled and reinstalled, again unsuccessfully. Micah woke up again. When I came back, I uninstalled, reinstalled, and repeated twice. Finally, defeated, I uninstalled and told Mary we might need a new printer.
Then Mary pointed out to me that I was using the driver disks for a computer that we bought back in 2001 and sold in 2005. The driver CD to our current printer was in a stack of disks on the other side of the desk.
Yes, Gilmour can be a moron sometimes.