The kitty cam has a placeholder picture in place. Just dredged something up from the archives, and added a line of text. “We’re working on it.”
Tuesday night, I unplugged one backup drive, and plugged another one in. Drive is buss-powered, and apparently susceptible to a short along the data avenue.
I did some basic maintenance, then a little troubleshooting, but what it all amounts to is that the data doesn’t transfer. What good is an I/O port with no data flowing in and out?
Bummer.
So I started digging around for the receipt for the computer. I knew it was here someplace. I have a careful filing system, I save every receipt for everything, from automated bank deposits to ticket stubs. Have to. I’ve been through an audit before, and nothing is as valuable as being able to produce the exact credit card charge slip plus the restaurant’s bill, with a quick synopsis of the meeting. Or the piece of paper that says “this computer has an extended three-year warranty on it.” Which was the very item I was looking for.
It was a cold night, that’s for sure. I had an early evening phone reading and a late evening phone reading, in the between, I emptied out all of the containers with “2002” papers therein. Big mess. No Apple Computer receipt. Bigger bummer.
This is a late 2001 computer, hence the problem with the paperwork not being in the 2002 pile.
However, along with my careful filing system, there’s also another approach I use. The box the computer arrived in? That’s where the paperwork for the extended warranty lay. Dug it out. At some point, I’ll be off to the computer dealer to get this baby fixed.
Back up machine? Of course I’ve got one. It’s that old, tried and true, 1998 model, a “sub notebook” sized machine. Great road tool, weighs a lot less, at one time, it had great battery life, and so on. It will handle e-mail, browsing and writing chores, but that’s about it.
What to do? Read any good books lately?
