3.12.07 / 12:31pm
The Curse of Being Stylish
Just so we're clear, I am not referring to myself. I am about as stylish as a can of peas with a fake mustache. And maybe a sombrero, because ALL the cool kids are wearing sombreros these days.
I am, of course, referring to Apple products. In particular, the Powerbook G4 15" aluminum laptop. It is my pride and joy. I have even affixed a sticker of a bat to it, for good luck. Sadly, the bat must hate me, as my lovely aluminum friend has died for the SECOND TIME in 10 months.
See, I love Apple. I love the design of my machine, the aesthetics and functionality of the OSX operating system, I even love the coy way it tries to burn my nuts off if I use it on my lap for too long. Saucy! But alas, while Apple has invested a significant amount of time and money in design and functionality, there's some bean counter somewhere who decided to take revenge on those turtleneck-wearing designwanks and shoehorned a really crappy hard drive in these things.
Seriously, NOTHING else has ever gone wrong with the thing. Just the hard drive. TWICE. They replaced it once under warranty, but that's expired now, so the dudes at the Genius Bar told me that a) Yes, my hard drive is well and truly fucked, and b) it would cost me about $400 to repair. I could buy an entire Mac Mini for not much more than that. After hearing this news, I sat back calmly, and then my head exploded. Politely, because that's how I am.
So I'll be cracking open my lil' pal and replacing the hard drive myself. It will cost me $135 and about 20 minutes of my time. I have high hopes for this endeavor, as I am confident in my ability to choose a hard drive that isn't made from twigs, old magazines, rust, juniper berries, and a vague disdain for people who want to actually DO THINGS with their expensively stylish aluminum friend. And yes, I will be wearing my fake mustache (over my real mustache) and a sombrero while I repair.
I am, of course, referring to Apple products. In particular, the Powerbook G4 15" aluminum laptop. It is my pride and joy. I have even affixed a sticker of a bat to it, for good luck. Sadly, the bat must hate me, as my lovely aluminum friend has died for the SECOND TIME in 10 months.
See, I love Apple. I love the design of my machine, the aesthetics and functionality of the OSX operating system, I even love the coy way it tries to burn my nuts off if I use it on my lap for too long. Saucy! But alas, while Apple has invested a significant amount of time and money in design and functionality, there's some bean counter somewhere who decided to take revenge on those turtleneck-wearing designwanks and shoehorned a really crappy hard drive in these things.
Seriously, NOTHING else has ever gone wrong with the thing. Just the hard drive. TWICE. They replaced it once under warranty, but that's expired now, so the dudes at the Genius Bar told me that a) Yes, my hard drive is well and truly fucked, and b) it would cost me about $400 to repair. I could buy an entire Mac Mini for not much more than that. After hearing this news, I sat back calmly, and then my head exploded. Politely, because that's how I am.
So I'll be cracking open my lil' pal and replacing the hard drive myself. It will cost me $135 and about 20 minutes of my time. I have high hopes for this endeavor, as I am confident in my ability to choose a hard drive that isn't made from twigs, old magazines, rust, juniper berries, and a vague disdain for people who want to actually DO THINGS with their expensively stylish aluminum friend. And yes, I will be wearing my fake mustache (over my real mustache) and a sombrero while I repair.
Buying a mac is an exercise in faith. It will either plug along for years, 2001 parts held together by duct tape, or it will explode in a shower of crapitude at the ripe old age of 10 months. My mac was a hand-me-down and has lasted forever. But I know, JUST KNOW, that the second I spend my own money on a new one it will die an expensive, ungainly death. Good luck with the hard drive replacement. I will fashion a small idol out of a can of peas and lavish it with good computer thoughts.
Steady-fingers to you, Hobo!
I landed here after a Google search for "burn my nuts off." But it looks like you dont offer that service. Or do you?
moose: i am actually kind of looking forward to the surgery. the new hard drive is quieter, cooler, higher capacity, and, as stated, less full of juniper berries and such.carroll: thanks! i'll be careful!james: at least you didn't get here looking for hobo porn. i thank you for that. seriously, you have no idea. and no, sorry, but i do not offer that service. i'm sure that there are plenty of others who would be happy to assist you with your sac scorching needs, however. good luck to you, sir!
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