Bad: The 40GB drive (the one that came from the old computer) in the desktop died. It was the drive storing my home directory.
Good: I was able to back up my home directory before it expired.
Inconvenient: Fedora needs to be reinstalled, all the miscellaneous packages I use reloaded and my home directory restored.
Bleh.
Hardware snafus
Well, my desktop at work booted up this morning, but I suspect not all is well. One of the hard drives is making an annoying high pitched whining sound, which wasn’t happening before I left. A check of the system log shows it’s been rebooting almost daily since I left for some odd reason that’s not indicated in the log file. Backing up my home directory now onto what is hopefully the good drive and not the whining one. Hopefully the whole 11GB of my home directory can be backed up before another shutdown occurs.
Still not sure what caused yesterday’s meltdown, but I suspect something’s overheating in the case.
37 years ago
Mom says I was 10 months old in this picture.
I brought back my old photo album with me, so there are plenty of pictures that I need to digitize. Time to go scanner shopping.
Desktop fry-age
Smoked, and not in a tasty BBQ sort of way either.
Not sure what happened, but while I was sitting at my desk at work catching up on some reading, all the fans on my desktop computer suddenly spun up and the thing started sounding like it was ready to take off.
This was followed very closely by the unmistakable odour of fried electrical components.
Naturally this all happened just before I was ready to leave for the day, so I haven’t had an opportunity to do any diagnostic work yet. That will have to wait until the morning. Hopefully the data on the hard drives is still intact. There’s a lot of data I’d hate to lose. Scrounging enough parts to figure out what’s wrong or to build another desktop could be challenging.
New photos
Finally sorted through all the pictures from my trip to Edmonton and posted a bunch in my gallery. Go check them out.
This is the corner grocery store/diner that Dad used to own when we were kids. Mom used to take us there on weekends where we’d either hang out in the back or help out getting stuff off the shelves or bagging. Sometimes we even got to play with the calculator. Dad eventually closed the diner part (turning it into more grocery store space) and then closed the store for good in the early 80s. It seems to have been a succession of pawn shops ever since then.