Catchy, eh? I'm thinking I should copyright that for myself, you know, so no one else grabs it. Me being The B and all.
The name goes way back.
It sounds way cooler than I used to think I was. Only now? Now I know I am way cool.
Because not only did I venture into magical territory inside an open computer, I fixed the d@mn thing! I installed a new CD/DVD drive that actually works!
So it IS a secret life for The B, this side of me that fixes magi-technological thingies.
No one would suspect...
Lest I jest, there is proof that I actually did open some sort of boxy/wirey/contraption.
See the small dark button just above my hand? That is where you pop the top, kids. That thing is not even screwed closed as a warning to people! (And by "people" I mean "me.")
I suppose better proof would be me blogging more frequently, to show that I have in fact reclaimed my computer...
Well. I don't know where the week has gone, but I can promise it was not spent in the worthy pastime of drinking mimosas in celebration of school starting. (Susan!) That would at least have resulted in some entertaining tales, I feel sure!
But back to my secret life.
I felt a spark - a delicious shiver!- of nerdiness as I connected the cables and twisted the tiny screws. I would so love to be one that is comfortable in that world of wires and sparkly, colorful nodes. To walk amongst the aisles of Circuit City and know just what a circuit is.
But I will settle for simply being able to use whatever technology comes my way.
And to that end I am embarking on MagicLand project number 2: In Which I Successfully Transfer All My Photos To An External Hard Drive So That This Computer Will Run At Warp Speed.
I have had said hard drive for almost a year. I have yet to figure out if all my files are on it or not. I keep synching... and spying the filenames when i check from my computer... but when I plug the drive into Rick's pc to verify that I have indeed copied my precious pictures - nada.
See, that is why it is MagicLand. Files appear and disappear at random. (Don't lay the blame at my feet, just because I have blogged about ye olde slipping mind. I read the manuals before I even open the packaging!)
This may prove to be a frequent topic for me, so it's best to name it right off the bat.
MagicLand. MagicLand. MagicLand.
Say it 3 times and all your computing wishes come true.