You know, I think that title sounds a wee bit familiar. Oh. Because I wrote a post in December titled “Yes, I AM the technological Angel of Death.” That would be why. Long story short and painful:
MacDreamy needs a new motherboard.
No. Not making this up. Not happy about this. I’ve been having problems with the display for a couple of months and finally dragged it into the Genius Bar this afternoon. After a 17 minute scan:
The video card is gasping, it’s connected to the motherboard, and before you can say Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious I have a new one on order. Through the miracle of warranties and the foresight that only comes through surviving Princess the PMSing Laptop, this will not cost me a cent. There is now a quiet corner waiting for me, where I can alternate sucking on my thumb and a margarita.
Next time I’m at a Boulder street fair I’m having my aura examined, my chakras soothed, and my karma rearranged.