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As I noted in my last post about the Alien, it left the premises yesterday morning on a pretty red and blue FedEx truck. My enthusiasm for the entire purchase has waned considerably, although I really do need to replace the five-year-old machine. I just have a really sinking feeling about the turnaround time on the repairs.
Monday night I settled in to resume my very fun game, and poof, the old Dell had decided to give up the ghost. The fans woosh to life, the processor light blinks, the keyboard and mouse light up, the monitor comes on, and then — nothing. Just the sound of the fan.
I might have imagined it, but I think I heard a faint Bronx cheer and saw the ghost of a raised middle finger.
[continues with Grandma vs. the Alien: Chapter 3]