Santa punched my in the gut this x-mas when I went to turn on my super-computer (aka "BAMF") and it was completely dead. Apparently, the ice storm that swept through the Carolinas wreaked havok upon on my computer, in addition to every tree and powerline in sight.



Today my new motherboard was rushed into the apartment, and I sprang into action. After throuroughly scrubbing my hands and getting into uniform (and eating a lettuce wrap from PF Changs), I performed a two hour operation on the computer case. I won't lie to you. It was touch-and-go there for a minute, but the patient pulled through.

I don't do it for the money or glory. Just hearing that little fella's heart beat again was all the satisfaction I'll ever need.

[And now I have close to 30GB of music, video, and podcasts to load on my new video iPod.]