so over the weekend, i decided a cool thing to do would be to spill a litre of tonic water all over my life. all the details are here…

what ensued was a series of classic “first world problems” that elucidate why the universe should hate me and want to smite my face. nonetheless, here are the updates:

FIRST: after taking off the battery cover, removing the battery, extracting the hard drive and popping out the memory DIMMS, I utilized my collection of micro-fibre cloths to dab everything as dry as possible. THEN, the hardest part was waiting almost 48hrs for any left over moisture to evaporate before attempting to power up the notebook. As the moment of truth approached, I pressed the cold-aluminum power button and held my breath until I heard the sweet-familiar *BONG* of a happy mac. All is well and I dodged a very expensive bullet.

SECOND & THIRD: so my Jetta’s keyless entry unit appears to be dead at the hands of the tonic water’s clutches. fortunately, the good people at VW give you two of these and I’m currently out of back up players.

Now the notebook: so I started the recovery-mission by separating the soaking-wet pages in an attempt to keep running-ink from getting freaky. once the warring factions were separated, I started drying the most critical pages with my handy-dandy vidal-sasoon blow-dryer. nearly half-an-hour later, all was well and anytime someone from my research team references this lab notebook, i hope they’ll remember the lesson I learned on Memorial Day Weekend, 2009.

after writing about my material-trappings TWICE in three days, i’ve learned that the best way to avoid a broken heart over possessions lost is to never let one’s possessions occupy one’s heart.

trying…