NYTimes: Asian-American actors only find success abroad, even when they do not speak the host language. Clearly, the problem is that Hollywood does not create enough “restaurant waiter” or “kung-fu fighter” roles to go around. Do not worry, compatriots, help is on the way.
Wherein updates on the past week’s calamities are provided:
Apple repaired my machine the same day I handed it over at the bar. Perhaps my geek talk led them to believe I was one of their own, which calls for privileges of the first order. “Damn platters” was my shibboleth.
I made a backup the morning my hard drive expired, which most likely taxed it so. For a hard disk drive, there is no nobler death. It is as plucked asunder is to a guitar string, or as kaput during coitus is to humans.
In the end, I still possess all important data (sans copulating dinosaurs). Hurray.
For the reader curious as to the regenerative process, application-wise, of a nerd’s computer, I offer a list of applications, in order downloaded:
