When things go right

Great football weekend; my husband (Packers) and siblings’ (Raiders and Cowboys) teams all won.  The 49ers had beaten Seattle on Thursday, so all of us were pleased.

Of course  on Thursday, things weren’t perfect.  Computer bought the farm.  San Francisco Giants lost.  I felt like crud.  But it’s often very dark right before the dawn.

Those San Francisco Giants won in St. Louis on Friday behind a much maligned but resilient pitcher named Barry Zito.  Sometimes people get a chance at redemption; Zito did, why baseball is such fantastic drama, or heck, sport in general.  Just ask my brother and sister about those Raiders, or my husband about the Packers.

But if you’re not into sport, and I’ll concede not everyone is, then I’ll regale you with my (long-winded) computer tales.  Yes, the hard drive was safe, but how about getting everything from one drive to a new machine?  My husband, wow.  He’s the MAN, in many respects, but what he accomplished over the weekend with file transfers needs to be noted.  It’s like Zito being left off the Giants’ 2010 playoff roster even if they were paying him exorbitant sums.  He wasn’t getting it done, others were, so Barry watched from the dugout, a part of the team, but more of a bystander.

My husband had big dreams for transferring files, we can all dream.  Often those lofty ideas are caught on strong winds, leaving us desolate, or just cleaning up from the hurricane.  I have a plethora of bookmarks, mostly research.  He thought he might be able to save them.  I was… skeptical.  Hard to assume things will be okay, like my Giants, down three games to one in the NLCS.  But they had come back against the Reds, down three games.  And after Ryan Vogelsong’s masterful triumph last night, they are tied with the Cardinals three games apiece.  Tonight one team will celebrate, the other will not.

But back to my computer; on Saturday we bought a new tower, smaller than the old one, but with plenty of ram and a terabyte in the hard drive.  A terabyte?  Do you know how many novels I’d have to write to even come close to threatening?  But music and pictures will fill those slots; I have a lot of photos, even more songs, 116 gig’s worth.  My two biggest worries with this transfer were my bookmarks and iTunes.  I assumed Sunday would be spent remaking playlists; eighty-two sit on my iPod, which isn’t all, some would be lost.  But at least I could resurrect most of them.

I spent Saturday morning poking around on the NaNo forums, making tea, while a new PC was born, renamed the same as the old one.  My husband had a plan; if the music files could be duped into thinking they were going back to the same machine, maybe the files would just fall into iTunes as if Thursday never happened.  The same with the bookmarks; perhaps they could all be slotted right where they belonged.

Maybe that’s how Barry Zito felt, hurling without tremendous speed, but with loping curve balls, slow but tricky pitches that stymied the Cardinals on Friday.  As my toolbar filled in with all my folders and sites, I wanted to jump for joy.  The bookmarks were intact, from the few I’d gathered for next month’s writing to ones from ages back, like all the dates of Easter and the list of surviving World War I veterans.  My husband and I gaped at the monitor, both in semi-shock; it had worked!

I spent the rest of Saturday moving those bookmarks to the laptop (back up back up back up).  My spouse took a nap, a head cold in the way.  No baseball that night, all we could talk about was how well everything had gone.  But the music waited.

I have over 18,000 songs on iTunes; loads of rock, plenty of pop, stacks of reggae and jazz, soundtracks too.  It wasn’t just the daunting, time-consuming task of remaking playlists, but smaller niggles that only real music lovers and Last.fm fans can appreciate; play counts, dates added, the tracking of one’s listening history.  I’ve been keeping tabs on all those silly details since summer 2009, when my previous machine came into play.  All of that would be lost, unless my husband’s plan worked.  We had a lovely Sunday breakfast, then returned to a machine; a computer is only technology, but as I noted in the last post, it facilitates dreams.  I dream through music, I write because of melodies.  I wouldn’t fall apart if all that information was lost, but how cool would it be if it came back, unharmed?

Like Ryan Vogelsong’s outing last night, after a rough second half of the season, not even bringing his whole baseball career into it.  Vogelsong was one of the Giants’ strongest arms up to the All-Star break, then his pitches lost direction.  His ERA jumped, losses accumulated.  Like Zito, Vogelsong is in his mid-thirties, about the time when an arm grows weary.  You could see it in his game face last night; determination and guts, also knowledge.  Last night he knew he was on, even getting a hit, driving in a run.  Sometimes, things just go right.

This morning my iTunes looks just like it did on Thursday before the crash.  “In The Sun”, sung by Peter Gabriel, has eleven plays, was added on the twelfth of June in 2009 at 8.37 a.m., along with the bulk of my music.  It wasn’t added yesterday, even though really it was.  According to my iTunes, that song never left this machine, this monitor, my view.  It has been here the whole time.  My husband had tricked iTunes that nothing had altered, nothing was wrong.  Yeah maybe the computer did crash, maybe for a few hours I felt the world had slipped away.  Maybe the Giants went down three games to one in St. Louis, but in that same city they came back, returning the National League Championship Series to San Francisco, back to a deciding game seven.  The World Series might start on Wednesday, but tonight, at 4.30 p.m. Pacific Daylight Time, there will be a NLCS game seven.

I still have to plug my iPod into this machine, see just how magical my husband’s idea was, is, will be.  But first I have some edits to attend, An Innate Sense of Recognition as an epub (version 6, just so you know how much revising goes into novels) waiting to be read.  I’ll go through that book once more on my device, then see what happens.  If I have to wipe the iPod, well, small potatoes compared to what was saved.  Giants’ catcher (and possible MVP) Buster Posey has had a pretty flat series, but oft-injured Pablo Sandoval and summer acquisition Marco Scutaro have been aces for the line-up.  I’m sure Buster would love to get some hits, just like I’d prefer to not have to start over with that iPod, but right now, what is there to complain about?

When things are going right, better not to question.  Just smile and let the good times roll.

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5 thoughts on “When things go right

  1. Ursa Bowers

    Congratulations on your awesome luck, and also on having a ridiculously amazing amount of music. Glad you got that sorted out; I know what its like to obsess over play counts (I am always furious at my boyfriend when he uses my spotify account and taints it with random bad 90’s music :/)

    Love the pic at the end. “Triumph, b*tch!”

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  2. silverchimes

    116 gigs of tunes! You’ll never run out of stuff to listen to 🙂 Such good luck that you were able to restore your library to pre-breakdown status. My last computer crash was in 2008 and the playcount / playlists were the things that plagued my mind!

    Also, on a happy note, it looks like the Saints might be coming out of their funk.

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  3. diannegray

    I’m so glad things turned out well. I find it really difficult with iTunes to transfer my music from computer to computer (when one breaks down).

    I love your take on sport. My football team (in Australia) are also called ‘The Raiders’ 😀

    Also – thank you so much for the fantastic review you left on Smashwords. I’m extremely flattered 😉

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  4. Lisa Eckstein

    How wonderful that you were able to recover your data and get everything back the way it was! Yes, it wouldn’t have been the end of the world if you hadn’t, but it sure is nice that you don’t have to put time and energy (and maybe more tears) into something so frustrating as restoring it all.

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