As usual, my mother was having some minor computer issues over the holidays and asked me to take a look at her laptop for her. Because of my job, everyone always thinks I’m a computer wizard of some kind. I’m not. I used to care about computers and technology when I was a kid. I subscribed to all kinds of weird, obscure PC hobbyist-type magazines. But as I got older, I cared less and less about the inner-workings of the machines, and more about just using the machines to get other things done, like my writing. My mom uses a…