The Shakespeare Conference: SHK 20.0055 Saturday, 7 February 2009
Date: Saturday, February 07, 2009
Subject: Just One of Those Days, Weeks, Months . . .
As some of you undoubtedly have noticed, I have times at which I feel
that everything that can go wrong will.
With that thought in mind, I have for many, many months now been
building what I consider my "Dream" PC, a PC with components and
software constructed to work at speeds and reliability rivaling any
other platform, excepting supercomputers buried in secure underground
chambers in Switzerland or mountains in Colorado. Well, this is a dream,
skeptics out there.
With the exception of installing several dozens remaining programs, I
was preparing early last week to put the finishing touch in place by
installing a multiple, internal card reader with four more USB ports and
another FireWire port after purchasing and rejecting several similar
Everything was ready; my son-in-law, Bill, and I had checked and
re-checked that all of the cables were properly connected to the
motherboard; more than a year's worth of planning, purchasing each
device individually, assembling, checking, reassembling, mixing,
matching, plugging, unplugging, we were ready; Bill plugged in the power
cable and I pushed the start button and we were greeted with smoke
shooting forth from the second of the four new USB ports, accessible
from the front of this gorgeous, shiny . . .
Hours and hours of testing and retesting confirmed that we had done the
virtually impossible, fried a gaming motherboard, an ASUS Crosshair that
was designed for abuse by the most zealous of over-clockers.
I searched the Internet, eventually locating what I hope is an identical
or nearly identical replacement for the motherboard that a year ago was
the best in its class and now is surpassed by the bigger and better, the
faster and the more effective, yet another lesson in obedience and the
futility of striving for the best of its kind. I learned that by the
time I finish an Internet search, something better will be out there.
Readers must be trying to imagine what purpose there is for this
Sisyphustic narrative of despair. Well . . .
I am trying to explain, yet another interruption in the flow of SHAKSPER
I recently saw a PBS documentary series on American humor. In it, Billy
Crystal quotes from Mel Brooks: "When I cut my finger, it's a tragedy.
When you fall down a manhole and die, it's comedy."
I hope my most recent slip on a banana peel, explains and perhaps
entertains a little until fix my latest technical glitch and regain
access to the files on my hard drive (1.81 TB RAID configuration with . . .
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