Thursday evening my wife came up to the office and asked me if I was ok. I replied no. This was from the prospect of having to replace a hard drive in my laptop. The twice daily backups was beyond painful, and I could tell the drive was getting worse. I said as soon as I get home Friday from
I talk about this once in a while because I think all of us need a good whack on the head from time to time. Imagine you go out for dinner and you come home and your hard-drive in your computer has decided it has had enough spinning at 7200 RPM's and will soon become another table top talk piece.