Whaddaya Know
This post is coming from a well-cooled, high-performing Zach. I didn’t even have to touch two bare wires together to turn it on.
This is deeply relieving. It proves the point that, no matter how formidable the adversity, throwing money at a problem will always eventually suffice.
I can see his squatty butt laughing at me now, though, because I can no longer justify the purchase of my drippingly nasty dual core AMD box that has been sitting in an XLS on my desktop for a week. By extracting hard-earned (okay, easily-earned) cash from my pocket, this little midget has assured his own longevity.
I thought I would have learned something about sunk costs by now from this ritzy business education, but I am only human. Money input still creates commitment, even when costs are irrecoverable.
I’m about to exact some revenge by wiping the hard drive and installing FreeBSD for holiday screwing around purposes. This is hard to justify, of course, because the dang thing just started working. What I’d like to do is just locate (steal or whatever, ha ha) a hard drive and swap it out as primary master. It’s not beautiful, but it’s better than reinstalling Media Center (including the lovely post-SP2 Prescott hack I am required to perform).
I really want PCI-X graphics for a media center. Too bad it has to wait. The on-board graphics on this Shuttle box (ATI-based, bane of my life) are really disappointing. You’d think they could handle the window compositing they need to do to run Media Center. Especially after handing it an extra 96 MB of system memory to hold data.
Funny I choose to name a machine after a tax collector, and then the machine becomes a severe cash draw for me. Maybe I should have thought about that.
Top-running candidate name for next machine: Solomon.