Please tell me this year is almost over. I don’t think I can handle much more of this BS.
In the middle of designing a show, the computer died. Like, dead. Not turning on kind of dead. Mac Store Genius Bar please save us kind of dead. The show opens Friday, it would be kinda nice if they had sound to go along with it. Especially since it is income we have already budgeted for.
It started as a few gray bars across the screen. Then a few times the computer would crash and need to be restarted, but it would always restart. Until…
Luckily, we learned from a previous mistake and backed up the cues onto a USB drive. Unluckily, that apparently means absolutely nothing if the sounds that the cues are pulled from are not on the recipients computer. Which is easily fixable by drop-boxing the cue list to another computer. That somehow takes all the sounds over with it. (I clearly have very limited technical understanding of cyberspace.) Which we could easily do if the freakin computer would just turn on one more time!
So, as a stand-by, we have a friends computer to use to hopefully salvage some of the design or build from new in about a day. We have another appointment with the Genius Bar in the hopes that they can get the thing on at least once. And then we have a new external hard-drive (cuz oh yeah, did I mention, the old one decided to stop working for no reason) to back-up the whole computer so the GB can dig further to see if the computer is fixable with a new part, or if a new computer is required. They are reluctant to do that now because it will mean an automatic wipe of the computer, and if it is not backed up, their opinion is that we would be better served just buying a new one.
I mean seriously. I’ve had the TV for over 3 years now, so I’m expecting that to be next month’s pain in my butt. But it could be the water heater again, cuz my hot shower lasts for about 2 minutes before it gets lukewarm, a consistent problem since before the explosion. Perchance we will just convert to Amish and eliminate all modern conveniences from our lives before they get the pleasure of doing it themselves.
Shaky fist at sky!