Bob Reloaded

Just over three years ago, Bob was conceived at the Sunlit labs in Coorparoo. Right from the start, somthing wasn’t quite right. Not only did it take about three weeks to get build (always the supply truck was late), but it turns out that the motherboard was a heap of ****, Celeron CPU’s are also crap (infact AMD pisses over all intel chips anyway), the hard drive was slow, and small and later my burner had many troubles running in the computer (I purchased that six months later from sunlit and was kindly told by them that perhaps I needed a better computer… go figure).

Well not anymore. Bob, tired of being the laughing stock of a nation shook off his shackles and volenteered for an upgrade.

The proposed upgrade was a AMD AthlonXP2500, 512MB DDR 333Mhz ram, and a good Asus motherboard to match. To save a bit of cash and to have a bit of fun, my experties was again called in (in what would be one of several *free* IT tech support calls that weekend).

Now as some of you know, my track record with motherboards isn’t exactally crash hot. The first one I played with short circuited basically because I didn’t RTFM, and didn’t draw on my physics knowledge. Fortunatally or unfortunatally, this was a work computer who kindly footed the bill. Next up on the list was Bob’s cheap upgrade. I replaced the CPU, and all was well untill five days later the motherboard melted because it coudln’t handle the speed of the CPU, not an installation fault, but again I should have looked up AMD.com. Then there was Chuck again who I replaced the dead board, which all worked well – sucsess one. So by last Saturday I had one stuff up and one sucsess with installing motherboards.

Taking great care, and precision (except for a small incident which we won’t mention) Bob’s old motherboard was removed, CPU RAM and all, and the new one placed in. A slight pannic that we didn’t have the “white mushroom thingys” but a quick trip to Trish’s fixed that (thanks Trish). After about an hour and a bit on the operating bench, power was applied to the box. An LED came on – good sign. The on button was pressed and up she came. My brother (who had staked a lot on the operation) was a nerveous wreck by the end of the ordeal, claiming “it will never work”, “of course it is broken” even without my usual teasing (ask Michael). Well the computer proudly displayed the Blue Screen of Life for several minutes under close observation, and was then discharged and sent home. It has now been over five days so he is safely off the critical list. The picture to the right shows a very proud Bob Reloaded showing off his Blue Screen of Life, and presiding over the ugly Celeron masses. A relieved, Will.