2013 — 10 June: Monday
I'm listening to David Sedaris1 as I sup my initial cup. It's a bit of a rant, about being stuck behind a couple at a coffee bar, but it effortlessly beats the world news — one in four "drone deaths" in Pakistan are classed (loosely) as "other militants" or "signature strikes". Another way of putting that is "circumstantial evidence" which (unless I miss my guess) is not generally enough to warrant execution. Tell me again how the world's greatest democracy occupies the moral higher ground.
Meanwhile, an empty crockpot is whispering ever more loudly to me "Stuff me!" but I'll not be going there until I've had some breakfast. [Pause] All done.
My good buddies...
... at the Tech that is Nova have just equipped me with four "Icy Box" SATA HDD USB3 caddies, complete (I'm pleased to see) with USB3 cables. They are similar to, but better ventilated than, the two "Icy Box" SATA HDD eSATA caddies that now house the 1TB drives that lived inside BlackBeast until I upgraded to a pair of 3TB drives. I still await both the 7-port USB3 hub and the replacement Synology NAS with its two 3TB drives, but it's a good start to the week.
So my mission — should I choose to accept it — is to take apart the Buffalo Terastation NAS and winkle out the four 1TB drives currently living in it. I foresee a spot of partition deletion and reformatting in my near-term future. Now what could possibly go wrong with that?
:-)
I'd unpacked just one of the caddies when Mr Postie delivered the 7-port hub. How cool is that?
Whereas this is bordering on the ridiculous. What would Mandelbrot have said?
Exhibit A
Surprisingly light-weight:
Exhibits B to E
Surprisingly well-ventilated:
Post-prandial pottering
It's 14:40 or so. Lunch having been lunched, I've extracted all four HDDs, fitted one of them into its newest home, connected it all up, inspected it via the Disk Manager, deleted the four volumes it held, created and formatted a new, simple volume, and appear to be good to go. One down, three remaining.
And, yes, I did make sure I'd sucked all the data I wanted off it first. I think. Too late now! :-)
All over, bar the shouting.2 And the copying of rather more bits than you can feasibly shake a stick at over to one or other of the four drives. What on earth did we do before home computers?
Having but recently...
... made the acquaintance of violinist Patricia Kopatchinskaja (try typing that in a hurry) I was delighted to hear her playing Bartok's second violin concerto earlier this afternoon. It's not a piece I know well, but I enjoyed hearing it. I have to say I'm less convinced by the Vaughan Williams Symphony #3 that has just meandered its way to a halt.
Meanwhile, my data bits — those that encode music and speech, as it happens — continue to slurp across to a new (spare) resting place.
All data has now been safely disseminated across three of the four drives with room to spare. Now all I have to do is find a suitable place to set up the hub and the drives and all will be sweetness and light.