Showing posts with label iDisk. the Cloud. Show all posts
Showing posts with label iDisk. the Cloud. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Mac User from Hell


The mother of all storms blew through St. Louis yesterday. It knocked down power lines, closed highways, left whole blocks dark, and interrupted my Internet access. You would think I would have figured out when my electricity went off that, perhaps, just perhaps, when I rebooted and couldn’t connect to my website, e-mail, or iDisk (my cyber backup system up there in the Apple’s private cloud), that it might have had something do with cable being knocked out by the storm. I believe the appropriate word here is Duh!

But, no; I just went crazy unplugging and replugging little black boxes, running around the Apple/MobileMe website to no avail (you can only get there on Safari, not on Firefox), and calling every Apple tech supportnumber on my list. Thank God, these guys are all hired for their patience because I am the Mac user from hell. Everything that goes wrong pitches me into panic mode. Ohmygod, __________ isn’t working. I think I’ll go ballistic. (Should one confess to such things on her blog? Well, I’m probably not alone in this form of insanity.)

The more little gadgets and capabilities I own, the worse it gets. Once upon a time, I had a little box called a Mac SE, which gave way to ever bigger boxes and then back down in size to just a monitor and then to even smaller MacBooks. The littlest Macs are iPhones and iTouch/iPods, but I haven’t gone there yet. There’s no telling what could go wrong with something I can hold in my hand.

So, after much teeth gnashing and nail biting, my cable is back up, my Internet connections are working, my junk mail box is full again, and my iDisk is back in its cloud. What more could one ask, except maybe for the sun to shine on a weekend, since it is June; and, at this rate, I will never get a tan. But I digress.

Really, at the moment, until the next storm, it’s all good.

Friday, May 22, 2009

What to Do When Your Hard Drive Dies


Like so many things you don't want to think about, having your hard drive crash is probably high on your list. You may know someone who lost everything (so to speak) and ever after became a nut about backing up files in six different places. But, until it happens to you, you just don’t believe it ever will. Then, one day for no discernible reason, you turn on your computer, and nothing happens. Nada. No familiar whir of start-up sounds. No sudden appearance of your overcrowded desktop. Just plain nothing.

You reboot and wait. Same nothing. Uh oh. You have a problem. Just how big a problem depends on several factors. If this is your only computer, it’s big. If you didn’t back up everything on it before it crashed, it’s huge. If you don’t have an extended warranty policy, like AppleCare for Macs, it’s expensive. At the very least, it’s annoying, frustrating, and time consuming.

I have personally experienced all of the above scenarios and the emotions they engender. The panic attack that follows a hard drive crash is indescribable, as is the feeling of relief when the computer EMT restores my data long enough to move it to another computer while my original hard drive slips into oblivion.

Even under the best of circumstance (that’s an oxymoron if I ever heard one), the whole affair is a pain in the neck. It just happened again, so I know. My laptop hard drive died. I took it to the Apple store. “Yup, it’s dead,” the guy at the genius bar told me. I whipped out my AppleCare box, which seemed to suffice. “OK,” he said. “Give me an hour, maybe less.” It turned out to be less. “Here’s what you do,” he instructed. "Plug your fire wire into both computers. Restart the source computer. Go do something else for a while. Everything from your desktop will load onto your laptop.” And it all came to pass, just as foretold.

Fantastic — except for figuring out how to reset the wireless access to the Internet, the missing latest versions of software that had been on the laptop but not the desktop, and anything else I didn’t know was the only file for something irreplaceable. Much hair pulling and expressive mumbling later, I think I am functioning again.

OK, here’s the advice part: Back up. Back up. Back up. Not too original, but worth repeating. Back up to a separate external hard drive. Back up from one computer to another (if you have two). Back up to iDisk (otherwise known as the Cloud), if you have a Mac. Back up to some other cyber storage place if you have a PC. Think of it this way: If your hard drive crashes, you have all that stuff somewhere else. If you house burns down (God forbid), you still have all that stuff, except that now it’s up there, somewhere in space.

Final words. Back up every day!