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Gucci, gucci, You were a Good Computer...
Oct. 29th, 2019 10:08 am If computers ever become sentient, I will probably be brought up on charges as a serial killer.
Always, too, the universe seem intent on destroying SPECIFICALLY anything to do with Precinct 13. The last time I had a major deadline in this universe, I dropped a frozen turkey* on my laptop and not only killed my PC, but also lost all of the 30,000 words of my novel I'd written to-date (or. at least, to That Date.)
This time, I was checking Facebook and liking pictures that my friend jiawen had posted of a trip out to dinner in Taipei, and I dunno, I guess I just had a flake. My brain sent the signal to my mouth; "open to receive delicious coffee" and some wire crossed and instead sent the command to my hand "open and destroy all the things." Thus, I dropped the entire, full cup of coffee right on my keyboard. Blam! There was so much liquid inside the computer that as I picked it up in a frantic attempt to turn it off before too much damage was done, coffee POURED OUT OF THE SPACES BETWEEN THE KEYS.
It should come as no surprise that the Mac suffered a complete and total loss.
I waited an entire twenty-four hours before trying to boot it up. It doesn't even try to turn on. It's gone to join the Choir Eternal. Kicked the bucket. It's dead, Jim.
Before you start filling my inbox with all the advice about what I should do to avoid data loss, never fear, my friends. THIS HAPPENS TO ME SO REGULARLY that I actually have a back up laptop waiting to take over should disaster hit. And, far more importantly, I had all the words of the current project safe and sound on a cloud.
It's just... I mean... OMG, what it wrong with me???
*not a hyberpole. I dropped an actual 25 pound frozen turkey directly on my exposed laptop, which happened to be in the driver's seat well. The turkey rolled off the back seat and WHAMMO. It was spectacular.
Always, too, the universe seem intent on destroying SPECIFICALLY anything to do with Precinct 13. The last time I had a major deadline in this universe, I dropped a frozen turkey* on my laptop and not only killed my PC, but also lost all of the 30,000 words of my novel I'd written to-date (or. at least, to That Date.)
This time, I was checking Facebook and liking pictures that my friend jiawen had posted of a trip out to dinner in Taipei, and I dunno, I guess I just had a flake. My brain sent the signal to my mouth; "open to receive delicious coffee" and some wire crossed and instead sent the command to my hand "open and destroy all the things." Thus, I dropped the entire, full cup of coffee right on my keyboard. Blam! There was so much liquid inside the computer that as I picked it up in a frantic attempt to turn it off before too much damage was done, coffee POURED OUT OF THE SPACES BETWEEN THE KEYS.
It should come as no surprise that the Mac suffered a complete and total loss.
I waited an entire twenty-four hours before trying to boot it up. It doesn't even try to turn on. It's gone to join the Choir Eternal. Kicked the bucket. It's dead, Jim.
Before you start filling my inbox with all the advice about what I should do to avoid data loss, never fear, my friends. THIS HAPPENS TO ME SO REGULARLY that I actually have a back up laptop waiting to take over should disaster hit. And, far more importantly, I had all the words of the current project safe and sound on a cloud.
It's just... I mean... OMG, what it wrong with me???
*not a hyberpole. I dropped an actual 25 pound frozen turkey directly on my exposed laptop, which happened to be in the driver's seat well. The turkey rolled off the back seat and WHAMMO. It was spectacular.