Like I said, one day at a time. I was trying to load in the old SCSI disks (with the last decade or two of data I'm trying to keep) and shorted out the power supply whilst trying to hot-swap the drives. Sigh... the fuse inside which is supposed to protect the components in case of a short didn't blow. Which means the components did. Who designed this thing? Could probably find the fried parts and spend a month trying to get replacements. Or just go back to the store again and get a new power supply. Twenty years ago, the former would've been the cheapest and fastest way (you could still get most of the parts at Radio Shack). Nowadays it's the latter.

Add Jack-in-the-Box to the list of corporate executives that should be tried on drug charges. No, not selling them - taking way too many. The latest has Jack set to open gas stations and mini-marts in Alabama. Investore are rightly concerned. Dog-food company turned fast-food king goes into the gasoline business during a particularly dubious period of middle east uncertainty. As is they lucked out and got a heck of a lot of mileage out of that toy mascot which was created thinking the baby boomers were playing with, well jack-in-the-boxes. They had already grown up by then. The marketing department is stuck in 1965. That's when convenience stores and gas stations and greasy assembly-line burgers took off.

Mikey (the new accountant) might just be onto something. If you recall, I had no idea how to pay for all this stuff I was buying. The only way is to sell a nice guitar and a tenor sax before month end. Mikey's philosophy is that you just gotta' believe. Just found a new home for a tenor sax. That should push off the creditors another two weeks. But I need to say that it's not very comfortable living this close to the edge...