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Now What? My computer has stopped!

I am so inter-connected to all my technology these days that I ver often forget how fragile the techno-life really is. I woke yesterdaay as I have everyday for the last few months, still tired from staying up far too late, to find that I had shut my editing computer off the night before. This is a little unusual as my system are left on almost 24/7. So I sit down at my home office desk and push the power button . . . And I don't hear the comforting sound of whirring fans and my screen don't flash to life, no . . . Silence. At first I stare wondering if I pressed the wrong spot on the face of the black face of this plastic box, so reach down and more carefully feel for the button. Press, hold, just for a moment and . . . Nothing! My heart sank.

Now I was in no way cut off from the techno-world but I still a sense of deep loss. Here I have a laptop, an XP driven PC still ticking away many jobs not to mention my android phone, which is how I writting this article, but I was frantic for this Vists driven PC that, at its core was utilizing the newest i7 processor and had become a very reliable video editing work horse to me and my business. I spent no fortune for it but it isn't something I can replace.

For the next few hours my emotions got the best of me and I was very depressed, mad, upset, and whatever else one might feel when something important was taken away from producing your money making product. By noon I was finally resigned to the fact that pushing the button again and again wouldn't solve the problem and I would have to crack the case to dig a bit deeper.

I broke out the folding table that I had barrowed from a friend and have yet to return, placed the now deceased hunk of computer scrap on it and began to open the victim up autopsy style. I poke probed, prodded, disassembled, and even attemted, phorensically (as if I knew how to do that), to track the power path to diagnose the point at which the power had failed to reach it intended circuit. All this was still seemingly fruitless.

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