Late last week Big Blue went down. Emergency surgery the day of the apparent hard drive attack failed. But!--At least the razzling, dazzling CEO was on hand to document the effort:


Big Blue's dusty innards.

Days of GTA gameplay, months of mp3s at stake, the able hands of Charles and Phil try their ablest.

No luck. Big Blue looks like she's fixed, but she's not, she's just less dusty.


It was... she was so dusty.

. . .

And now the new week has begun and in our living room slumps the once-mighty Big Blue, in the middle of the floor, something to stub our toes on as we figure out what to do next. Our prayers falling on deaf ears, looks like Phil's reaching for his wallet...




Tom, April 17, 2006, 12:56 PM          (link here)