
Kat and I got back from Orlando around 2am this morning. We had a great time in Florida. The weather was mostly nice, although a bit cool on some days, and we did everything we set out to do. We went to Gatorland, Sea World, Cocoa Beach, and Daytona. I ate lots of Peanut Butter Cap’n Crunch, which you can’t get in Canada, and finally tried a bottle of Big Red, which I saw in Tarantino’s Death Proof and was curious about. Turns out it’s just cream soda. I also drank a lot of beer, and spent one dark night playing drunken ping-pong. I actually played quite well, mostly because after two or three rye and gingers, you start to become afraid of your drink — especially when you have to fly out the next day. Anyway, Kat and I had an awesome time with her fam, we saw lots of cool creatures like gators and sharks and manatees (and Shamu!), and it was just a really wonderful vacation that we both desperately needed. Pics and videos are coming soon. We have plans to hit New York City in the summer, a Mexican getaway maybe later this year, then we have Austin, Texas, for the World Horror Convention in March 2011, and Las Vegas in the fall of 2011. We’ve definitely been bit by the travel bug!
Onto the scary part of the story…
Kat and I were very tired from the flight and the drive back to Peterborough, but I thought I’d take a quick look at my e-mail before we went to bed. So I moseyed downstairs and turned on my computer and… nothing. Or rather, the computer came on, but it wouldn’t detect my hard drive. Then it gave me a boot error. It was like my hard drive didn’t exist. I checked all of my connections and retried, and retried, and retried. Nothing. I was very, very scared. Although I’m very good about backing up my writing files, I’m pretty lax with everything else. Let this be a warning to you all. I was looking at the total loss of all my web files, my movies, my photographs, about 2,000 MP3s, and all sorts of stuff that is either irreplaceable or would take years to accumulate again. Insert whatever joke you’d like about ‘net porn.
Anyway, it turns out that the computer had gotten very cold over the week I was away. I have mentioned before that our basement is chilly, but I don’t think I ever actually explained just how freakin’ cold it gets down here. We’re talking meat locker. It’s part of the reason I invested in a laptop last year. That, and I like writing from the comfort of my bed.
So after warming up my computer, I finally got Windows to boot, and after a nail-biting checkdisk diagnostic test, it turns out everything is okay. But seriously, if you don’t back up your stuff, do it. I burn back ups on DVDs and use a couple of external hard drives, and now I’m happy to say that all of my stuff is saved in multiple locations. It was a frightening few hours there. I don’t recommend it to anyone.



