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Death of a Hard Drive

Tuesday, May. 08, 2007 - 5:07 a.m.

About four o clock yesterday morning, my Powerbook died.

Not just a little death, either.

This was catastrophic. For anybody who had ever worked with a Powerbook, you'll know how bad things are when I say when I say it's displaying the little folder with a question mark.

AND -- it has a blank CD stuck in the hard drive. Everything went toes up just as I was about to burn something in iTunes.

Thanks to the patient instruction of Nick The Mac Guy, I've been able to troubleshoot my Apple computers with success for many years; I've loved the ease with which a consumer can fix what's wrong -- but the stuck CD has me stymied.

So, in a few hours, we'll take my puter to the Mac store over in Berkeley that does nothing BUT fix Macs to see what can be done.

The best case is that it's just a software problem, which is fixed by Firewiring an auxiliary 'crash cart' drive from the outside and doing a diagnosis and defrag.

The worst case is that I'll have to have my hard drive replaced, which means I lose hundreds and hundreds of my family photographs that never made it into this diary, all of the Keane concert pictures, and I will lose the bits and pieces I was working on that were to be the basis of my next music CD.

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Also, yesterday morning, the hot water disappeared again.

But this time, John actually facilitated its return by phoning the landlord and when the landlord got here to inspect, John all but handed him the long-nosed lighter and a flashlight. It turns out that the landlord had never re-lit a pilot light by himself before. This stuck me as kind of odd, but in a weird way, I'm proud of him for learning how to do that, at long last.

As to how the light went out in the first place, we think one of the other tenants got tired of the 'vacation / away' near tepidness of the hot water we'd been subject to and went down and tried to turn the heater up themself and something went amiss.

I did get a good haircut yesterday, though, in time for my next trip. Elaine cut it, which is something she hasn't done in awhile, and the layers are allowing my hair to do what fine and wavy hair does whenever it's short. It's curling beautifully.

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Anyway, nothing else too earth-shattering to report, except for the computer.

Keep good thoughts for me today along the lines of just having a very easily repairable software problem.

Thanks, kids.

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