The Waiting Is the Hardest Part

About six weeks ago, my main computer – nicknamed Barney – failed. The problem seemed isolated to Operating System, but when I went to double-check nothing came loose inside the case, I discovered the CPU Fan was hanging on by a thread. So I have no idea if the CPU was damaged or not. Thus, I convinced (i.e. – whined, begged, etc) Steph to let me accelerate the time line for the purchase of my new computer.

Behold – Godzilla.

Okay, Godzilla is cheesy but it fits the dinosaur theme. This computer was purchased from AVA Direct. I decided to try and have someone else build the computer. Aside from a long wait time (about 3 weeks) and some periods of no communication, the computer has turned out wonderful. It was shipped double-boxed with enough peanuts to feed an entire zoo. First step was to open it up and make sure nothing came loose. This was also my first introduction to the nVidia GeForce 9000 series video card. Wow.

Godzilla takes all of 20 seconds to boot up Vista. It was mercilessly free of any software that vendors usually bundle with their computers and I only had to disable a couple of things that I didn’t want. Another nice touch was the binder they included that showed all the test results (CPU Temp, Benchmarks, etc). The hard drive was split to allow for a total re-image plus I got a pair of DVDs that contained the same information (extra security). The case is nice.  It has front mesh bezel to allow for better airflow and a pair of 120mm fans (upgraded to silent fans).  The front has a pair of USB ports right near the top which has made it handy for my external drives in copying data.  So far I’ve only spent about 5 hours working with it, but I am quite happy.

Specs
Intel Core 2 Duo 8500
ASUS P5Q PRO Motherboard
4GB G.SKILL RAM
eVGA GeForce 9800 GTX+ 512MB Video Card
Seagate 640GB Barracuda
Samsung Super-WriteMaster DVD+/-R/W Lightscribe

These Paws Were Made For Walking

Caption: Tucker at his favorite place on earth – the Community Prairie.

Tucker, for all the bored genius of a dog that he is, knows how to tell time.  How do I know this?  When I come home around noon-ish for lunch, he can barely get himself up to be let out.  Doesn’t matter if I come home at 11am or 2pm.  Tucker’s not in a hurry.  He knows I’ll let him out and then he gets a treat when I go back to work.

But when 4:30 comes about, Tucker knows it’s time for a walk.  He’s sitting in the front window, waiting for me, keeping an eye on the road for me.  And as soon as he spots me, Tucker becomes the most excited canine in the universe.  Steph thinks this is funny.  I remind her that he likes to bark.  A lot.

She doesn’t care.  I don’t think he does either.

The Great Divide

Tim Tam : I say again, Human, work that contraption and slide open the barrier! I wish to be outside. To hell with freezing temperatures! I have not properly prepared my body through these summer months to see it go to waste. Open or you shall feel a wrath unlike any since the Night of the Scarred Ankles!

Tucker : I like treats.  Do you have a treat?  Can I have a treat?  Oh!  Are we going for a walk?  You have shoes on.  We must be going for a walk!  I like treats.