I got my new Enermax power supply on Thursday night. It made no difference. I still could not start up Windows or even get a POST. I know I can take the machine in and get it diagnosed, but I’m really not interested in trying to resurrect it anymore. This enterprise is over. The dream is dead. The great computer building project is a bust. Instead, I’m going to save the hard drives for myself, divvy up the remaining parts between the relatives, and await the on-or-before July 30 arrival of a
liquid-cooled dual-processor G5.
Last weekend’s bout with constipation [there: I said it] turned out to be a blessing in disguise. I now weigh 201, which is down 6 pounds from a week ago and within arm’s reach of the good side of 200 (at last)! I should eat bad chicken more often.
In food related news, I found a downriver Arby’s which still sells Jalapeño Bites! The one on Telegraph north of Goddard must be owned by the same franchisees as the one on Southfield Rd, but the restaurant on Eureka east of Middlebelt does indeed sell the Bites, and thus becomes my favorite Arby’s of all.
On the lighter side, three cheers and a tip of the hat to South African Philip Rabinowitz, the fastest 100-year-old in the world.
Story here.
Photo here.
