A near death experience for a data set
Today was “boating in the pool” day at our house, as the kayak team practiced getting wet. Not much in the way of currents, but they had fun.
The downside, from my view, is that the path taken to get the kayak from winter storage in the basement to topside in the chemical pond led through the house to the patio door. I’d draw a map, but I’m all out of inspiration. The dog, ever alert, realized that she and the boat would fit through that now open door. She charged, body checked the table and sent one of my external hard drives into freefall.
Thankfully, I have two identical drives. By standard substitution testing, I’ve determined that the drive is OK. The interface board; well, not so much. A bent USB socket. A new “now you see me, now you don’t” relationship with the Windows desktop. A new challenge for regular use.
The drive is still under warranty. Like most of these insurance schemes, I can request that the company take a look, on my shipping dime. It’s probably cheaper to go off to a local electronic supply, purchase a new case for the drive and chalk it up to experience (bad experience). I’m relieved that my data is still accessible.
I’m doing a crash course on microphone types. So far, what I’ve absorbed from my study is that I don’t have enough money. Now, that applies to many things; a general state of affairs. But, good microphones cost money. I wonder if anyone donates their old gear to needy folks?
