A short update on my trials with my new, to me, iMac. Currently in the shop with the great techs from Mac Pac who are waiting to he hear back if I want to spend $450.00 to replace the logic board. I told them I’d call back tomorrow and let them know.
A short update on my trials with my new, to me, iMac. Currently in the shop with the great techs from Mac Pac who are waiting to he hear back if I want to spend $450.00 to replace the logic board. I told them I’d call back tomorrow and let them know.
Fried Green Zombies is a Podiobook.com novel written by John Allen. Its a tale of Zombies (of course), Aliens, a Computer Nerd, Rednecks and corrupt Southern Law Enforcement. What is not to love in that mix? Here is a blurb from Allen’s website - Chett and Harry are two recently unemployed construction workers on their way to a weekend of beer, Southern Comfort, and frog gigging at their musty-rusted 1970’s RV parked at their favorite hunting camp when they stumble on Bob, the mysterious, busty, burqa-clad, non-English speaking beauty just standing in the middle of nowhere on the side of dusty Nine Mile Cutoff in rural Bovina, Mississippi. Then all hell breaks loose. Their favorite pond is missing. They’re being chased by truck driving zombies, dirty cops, UFOs and other ne’er-do-wells. Someone stole Chett’s jacked up Scottsdale four-by-four. Zombies are traipsing around their trailer, and crazy Uncle Crank is trying to feed them zombie chicken for dinner. Aided by a classic computer nerd, a crazy man wielding a frying pan, and a space babe who gets nekkid any time someone turns out the lights, follow Chett and Harry as they battle their way across the rural countryside and ultimately save the world. Why is their pond missing, and why did the Dodge of Death spring from the muddy crater left in its center? Who is Bob and why is she so good with shotguns? Why are they being chased by two really skinny, pale, bald, goatee-clad wierdos? What is the dirty county sheriff hiding? And will Chett and Harry ever make it out alive? I can tell you that this is a humorous book. Head over to Podiobooks.com to start listening or FriedGreenZombies.com to get your listen on! Two days ago I bought a new, to me, iMac . I got it home and set it up. It ran like a top. The only downside was that, being an early 2006 model, it still had OS X 10.4.11. I remedied that last night and picked up a copy of the Boxed Set along with a game for D5. My wife had been home all day using the new ‘pretty penny’, as she called it, to fill out job apps and apply for positions. She needed to print a copy of a state app she had filled out. I dutifully attempted to plug in the printer and the USB cable sparked killing the printer and disabling the iMac . Sadness ensued. Luckily we are in an Apple friendly area and my wife was able to get a hold of a local repair shop, Mac Pac, for some help. Unknown to my wife, this was the same shop that I bought the OSX bundle and game from. I’ll be taking it in for their techs to look at in a week, after I get paid again. We’ll see how it turns out. Below is the Audioboo that I recorded. Have a listen.
Fried Green Zombies is a Podiobooks.com novel written by John Allen. Its a tale of Zombies (of course), Aliens, a Computer Nerd, Rednecks and corrupt Southern Law Enforcement. What is not to love in that mix? Here is a blurb from Allen’s website - Chett and Harry are two recently unemployed construction workers on their way to a weekend of beer, Southern Comfort, and frog gigging at their musty-rusted 1970’s RV parked at their favorite hunting camp when they stumble on Bob, the mysterious, busty, burqa-clad, non-English speaking beauty just standing in the middle of nowhere on the side of dusty Nine Mile Cutoff in rural Bovina, Mississippi. Then all hell breaks loose. Their favorite pond is missing. They’re being chased by truck driving zombies, dirty cops, UFOs and other ne’er-do-wells. Someone stole Chett’s jacked up Scottsdale four-by-four. Zombies are traipsing around their trailer, and crazy Uncle Crank is trying to feed them zombie chicken for dinner. Aided by a classic computer nerd, a crazy man wielding a frying pan, and a space babe who gets nekkid any time someone turns out the lights, follow Chett and Harry as they battle their way across the rural countryside and ultimately save the world. Why is their pond missing, and why did the Dodge of Death spring from the muddy crater left in its center? Who is Bob and why is she so good with shotguns? Why are they being chased by two really skinny, pale, bald, goatee-clad wierdos? What is the dirty county sheriff hiding? And will Chett and Harry ever make it out alive? I can tell you that this is a humorous book. Head over to Podiobooks.com to start listening or FriedGreenZombies.com to get your listen on! Two days ago I bought a new, to me, iMac(1) . I got it home and set it up. It ran like a top. The only downside was that, being an early 2006 model, it still had OS X 10.4.11. I remedied that last night and picked up a copy of the Boxed Set along with a game for D5. My wife had been home all day using the new ‘pretty penny’, as she called it, to fill out job apps and apply for positions. She needed to print a copy of a state app she had filled out. I dutifully attempted to plug in the printer and the USB cable sparked killing the printer(2) and disabling the iMac(3) . Sadness ensued. Luckily we are in an Apple friendly area and my wife was able to get a hold of a local repair shop, Mac Pac, for some help. Unknown to my wife, this was the same shop that I bought the OSX bundle and game from. I’ll be taking it in for their techs to look at in a week, after I get paid again. We’ll see how it turns out. Below is the Audioboo that I recorded. Have a listen.
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its an early 2006, Intel 20″ iMac. It was turned off at the time and is now dead… sob. It was a great HP photo printer. The iMac now refuses to power on. The front indicator light/circle lights and a fan turns, but there is no joy in Muddville beyond that.
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