I am very excited...my poor Apple Macintosh iBook, that I thought had committed sepuku back in february, is alive! IT"S ALIVE....IT"S ALIVE!!!!
Feb 17th, 2007
My assumption at first was that the power switch was just being crabby, 'cuz it had been balky before. But htis time repeated attempts to get the thing to boot up failed. I scoured the newsgroups for clues, even called TechRestore in an attempt to fish so secret Apple info from the bench tech's. Finally, I gave up. The iBook was dead as a doornail. My only (cost effective) hope is to save up for another M17701/A 14.1 iBook and swap out the upgraded parts.
Mar.17th, 2007
Daniel comes by with his extensive Allen wrench set. The iBook requires a special size tool, but I have beeen able to use Allen wrenches before, but...no dice. I'm screwed.
March/April/May/June - The iBook slumbers in my bottom dresser drawer.
Today, July 10th, 2007
\Whilst perusing different models of refubished iBooks on eBay, a feeling of profound sadness overcomes me. I walk over to my dresser, and pull out the IBook. It is still lovely, it's pure white palstic exterior and the colorful Apple Logo sticker, centered perfectly over the lid. Aww, what the hell. I'll open it up just to gaze longingly at the beautiful keyboard, so like rows o fpearl-like teeth. Just for old times sake, I push the power key...expecting nothing.
But there's a slight whirring sound. "Nah, can't be" I think. The the distinctive "BONG!" sound of a sucessful boot up. "Dude, you're hallucinating", sez I.
The the Apple Logo boot sceen appears and....
IT"S ALIVE!!!! HOORAY!!!! THE MAC IS BACK!!!
I am so happy. So what if Cindy remarried that ogre of an ex-husband, and I was ready to kill myself this morning...my joy is unbounded! My delight is...is...well, it's really...uh...BIG! THE MAC IS BACK!!!
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
My last rant on Live Earth -
Actually I enjoyed the Crowded House set from Sydney. They played "Something So Strong" and "Don't Dream it's Over" and were terrific. Neil Finn is a pop genius.
Now on to Mr.. Urban. Keith Urban is a disgusting loserboy. He is obviously a mid-tempo rocker (a la Bryan Adams for the "80s) who couldn't make in Australia. Then he hit on the idea of moving here, going to Nashville and pitching his sappy-crappy sensitive guy music to Acuff-Rose, et al, and added a fiddle here, a banjo there, maybe a steel guitar and BANGO mate! You've got country music, but the player is from Down Under. What a great marketing gimmick! He goes on to have one-hit-a-week success, then he commits the unpardonable sin...he marries Nicole Kidman. I want to kill him. Slowly. Painfully. I did not care for this man: until Saturday.
I had the TV droning in the background while straightening the apt up, washing dishes etc and then I heard the opening chord sequence to "Gimme Shelter" the Rolling Stones classic. The Stones? I walked into the living room and there was Mr.. Urban and his mates just WAILING on this song, and then...Alicia Keyes jumped in on the second verse! I almost fainted! In a day of mediocre to outright terrible performances, this was a solid gem.
Here is the YouTube link, check it out yourself. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tupFJbriRk I downloaded it using the YouTube downloader. I've watched it @ 30 times and it hasn't lost it's power. Obviously Mr.. Urban broke though Saturday, and if he can crank stuff like this out, he just won a fan - BTW, there was quick shot of Nicole in a green and white beach dress and a big floppy yellow hat; to protect her alabaster skin, lest she burst into flames. At that point, I did pass out.
Actually I enjoyed the Crowded House set from Sydney. They played "Something So Strong" and "Don't Dream it's Over" and were terrific. Neil Finn is a pop genius.
Now on to Mr.. Urban. Keith Urban is a disgusting loserboy. He is obviously a mid-tempo rocker (a la Bryan Adams for the "80s) who couldn't make in Australia. Then he hit on the idea of moving here, going to Nashville and pitching his sappy-crappy sensitive guy music to Acuff-Rose, et al, and added a fiddle here, a banjo there, maybe a steel guitar and BANGO mate! You've got country music, but the player is from Down Under. What a great marketing gimmick! He goes on to have one-hit-a-week success, then he commits the unpardonable sin...he marries Nicole Kidman. I want to kill him. Slowly. Painfully. I did not care for this man: until Saturday.
I had the TV droning in the background while straightening the apt up, washing dishes etc and then I heard the opening chord sequence to "Gimme Shelter" the Rolling Stones classic. The Stones? I walked into the living room and there was Mr.. Urban and his mates just WAILING on this song, and then...Alicia Keyes jumped in on the second verse! I almost fainted! In a day of mediocre to outright terrible performances, this was a solid gem.
Here is the YouTube link, check it out yourself. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tupFJbriRk I downloaded it using the YouTube downloader. I've watched it @ 30 times and it hasn't lost it's power. Obviously Mr.. Urban broke though Saturday, and if he can crank stuff like this out, he just won a fan - BTW, there was quick shot of Nicole in a green and white beach dress and a big floppy yellow hat; to protect her alabaster skin, lest she burst into flames. At that point, I did pass out.
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