What are you talking about, Al? You're a Mac man, and they never go wrong, do they? And not quite a Hunkin, as he'd have turned the broken bits into a working clock.
Oh yes, it's easy to kick a man when he's down. But, where the fuck were you when Gary Glitter needed you?
Although,interestingly (no, really), data would still be recoverable from that disk. U.S. DoD guidelines for data destruction require the platter to be ground into a fine powder. (But not then snorted by under-age Cambodian prostitutes. Sorry, Gaz).
I was wondering who'd supply the Gary Glitter punchline. I nearly did it myself with a caption on the end, but resisted, because I thought it might end up getting me into some very rum Google searches. As for data being recoverable, perhaps so, but you'd really really have to want to, and I don't think anyone's going to go those lengths to retrieve John Dankworth MP3s and pictures of the Woolwich Granada.
Well, I can only hope that you've got off-site backups. I'd hate to think of that disk holding the only copy extant of "Terry Shanks - Live at the Pocklington Workingmen's Club and Institute".
Sadly, Al, all of my other computer-related stuff works. If anyone wants to send me their broken and busted PC peripherals, I'll be happy to kill said items on camera.
The problem with that, Adam, is that the washing machine was equally non-functioning and was awaiting collection by the local gypsies, er, I mean white goods recycling officers.
Ahhhh. I feel much better for watching that. Ta.
ReplyDeleteA Tim Hunkin for the noughties!
ReplyDeleteWhat are you talking about, Al? You're a Mac man, and they never go wrong, do they? And not quite a Hunkin, as he'd have turned the broken bits into a working clock.
ReplyDeleteThat man's a natural ;-)
ReplyDeleteOh yes, it's easy to kick a man when he's down. But, where the fuck were you when Gary Glitter needed you?
ReplyDeleteAlthough,interestingly (no, really), data would still be recoverable from that disk. U.S. DoD guidelines for data destruction require the platter to be ground into a fine powder. (But not then snorted by under-age Cambodian prostitutes. Sorry, Gaz).
I was wondering who'd supply the Gary Glitter punchline. I nearly did it myself with a caption on the end, but resisted, because I thought it might end up getting me into some very rum Google searches. As for data being recoverable, perhaps so, but you'd really really have to want to, and I don't think anyone's going to go those lengths to retrieve John Dankworth MP3s and pictures of the Woolwich Granada.
ReplyDeleteGet back on the radio.
ReplyDeleteRegards
Little Terry Womack.
Well, I can only hope that you've got off-site backups. I'd hate to think of that disk holding the only copy extant of "Terry Shanks - Live at the Pocklington Workingmen's Club and Institute".
ReplyDeleteOh-ho, yes they do go wrong. And those that don't become obsolete within a week or two.
ReplyDeleteIt was curiously cathartic, watching that all that violence visited upon a little metal box. More, please.
Sadly, Al, all of my other computer-related stuff works. If anyone wants to send me their broken and busted PC peripherals, I'll be happy to kill said items on camera.
ReplyDeleteI'm very disappointed. Was convinced it was going into the washing machine to demonstrate its indestructibility, Howard Stableford-style.
ReplyDeleteShaun, my current backup regime is something to behold. Terry's safe.
ReplyDeleteThe problem with that, Adam, is that the washing machine was equally non-functioning and was awaiting collection by the local gypsies, er, I mean white goods recycling officers.
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