From the Grave
September 3rd, 2006
Today I got off my ass and started a project that I had been meaning to do for ages. Specifically I’m putting linux back onto an old box that has been sitting idle for ages. So, today I got out all the bits and pieces, stuck them all together, and put an install CD in, ready to repartition my HD. I pressed the power button.
I had not realized how loud my CD rom drive was on this box. Suddenly my sad excuse for a home office sounded like the data center I work at, only it wasn’t a delightful 66 degrees. I looked around frantically, hoping I hand’t woken the girl up. She was taking a nap. Momentarily I flash back to that North Mississippi All Stars show I went to a while back . My ears were ringing for days afterwards. Would this be the heavy price linux would exact on me this time? I put my hand down on the box and realized what the source of the sound was. My case was so poorly constructed that the spinning drive was actually knocking up against the side pannel. Putting my hand there dampened the noise. It also helped to take the Robert Alter translation of the Five Books of Moses off the top of the case. No idea why that was such a big thing. Maybe I should do some sort of ritual cleansing. I had thought that was what linux was for…
The cat came into the room and sort of batted at the computer for a bit in frustration. I decided that this had to stop. Now there is a towel pressed against the side of the computer, because, you know, science. I’m not sure if it really helped or just made me feel better.



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