Anticipation, Whetting, and Satisfaction
A: Looking forward to a good game of hockey tonight, good hamburgers, and good company.
W: Found a nifty site called Luxist that blogs the things of the rich and famous. I smack my lips in consumerist glee at some of them, and shake my head in vague discomfort at others.
S: Against all odds, my iPod works again!
If you could see me, I couldn’t claim to be dancing a merry jig. Since you can’t, I am.
he’s totally lying. I was there, and there was no merry jig.
et tu, Brute?
So by what miracle did the Ipod recover? Is this an example of God in the machine? I don’t understand, and if you don’t either,Your Geekness, what are the spiritual implications?
As near as I can call it, the PMU(Power Management Unit) in the iPod was b0rked, and needed a complete battery drain to be reset.
After that, it turns on, and works.
There’s a bit of hard drive damage, which sucks, but so be it…
Oh. How prosaic. Dang!
What did you do to break the iPod in the first place?
I haven’t had time to read your blog for weeks, but I’m finally catching up!
Nothing, as it happens. One moment it was playing, the song ended, and… silence. Nothing at all. It was… disconcerting, to say the least. It works, now, though.
/me wipes fearful sweat from his brow.