Tuesday. To bed early, to sleep whenever, up with the alarm without much of a battle. Off to breakfast to go through the usual routine, the gas prices having fallen again and so a picture as I was leaving, another of the remaining pandorea flower(s) on that one still productive vine. Good. Home. The day has started.
A bus to the ATM on Broadway and then a walk to the City Center haircut appointment, arriving on time at ten. The hair clipped, back on the bus to get off a stop early and take pictures at the construction site. Their fence masked by canvas is now in place and I'm not sure how many more pictures I'm going to be able to take. I noticed the protected sidewalk along Grand now has overhead fluorescent lighting, so they're obviously meant to stay there in place until the project is completed.
Back to the apartment to run the Dell diagnostics again on the computer. Took a good hour, but it came up with the information the second hard drive had failed, that it was still under warranty and all I had to do was confirm my shipping and email address and they'd send me a free replacement overnight. My, my. That I hadn't expected.
Removing the defective drive was a task that took about two minutes. Shut down the machine, pop open the front, flip the retaining paddle and pull out the drive. That was it. The machine booted quickly and all the software that was dragging now runs lickety-split. Which means I could have resolved this days ago with this but three minute task. What have I been saying about avoiding simple and productive tasks? That's what I thought.
It's now mid-afternoon. We've had two naps, listened to the news, surfed the usual web sites. We do seem to need these naps. Did I mention the weather is nice? Sun? Breeze?
Evening. Ah, yes. The World Series. One must watch if only because there's nothing else on. We are a bit like those who only attend church on Easter, we've come to baseball during the series. These things happen, no excuses, we give our thanks.
Both Lightroom and PhotoShop work just fine with the failed drive out of the machine. What the hell, my fault, but interesting to see how many days (three? four?) I've put up with marginal picture production before breaking down and fixing the damned thing. It was a Western Digital hard drive, by the way. I've had trouble with other Western Digital drives. This one came with the Dell and I noticed on the list of tests that others have had hard drive issues. Ah, well.
Ah well twice. Seems there's going to be a game seven.