Dave's Christmas Tale [aka TIP-3000 Revival]
Hello all, and welcome to my Christmas tale. This is a tale of underdog triumph, with chuck-key's and darkness, gremlins and dremels. I hope you enjoy my tale of woe and happiness; for it is my Christmas present to the TBCS community! (as if the new skin wasn't enough!)
It all started on a short winter's day. As the days grow colder, the night grows longer. The days bite into your skin through even a Scot's heavy attire. Large yellow machines spread grit on your car to prevent you from slipping, and cause mayhem in the process as people swerve across the road to avoid them. the sunlight bathes our homes for less and less as time goes on, culminating in the shortest day of the year just before Christmas itself-the 22nd of December, the birthday of this fine and handsome narrator.
But this 22nd of December is a different story indeed, because this 22nd your omnipotent narrator's birthday is on a Saturday. As people flock from all around the world, even as far as Prestwick, to revel in his generosity and to take advantage of his offer of free beer. Although many have offered the idea that I, your loving narrator, have always existed, I can reveal that this is not so. Yes, in a few days time, I will be 21 years of age!
My father's gift was one of full highland dress, which I resolved to wear upon my birthday. Wanting everyone to look nice, I even spent money buying a lovely dress and jewellery for my fine girlfriend. Everyone is happy!
...Or are they?
Yes, as is often the case there is someone who is not happy with this situation. The long months have taken their toll on my beloved computer, the TIP-3000. After a myriad accidents she lies, forlorn and lonely. Filled with dust, her fans screech for air, her twin hard drives Samsung and Seagate baying for cool air. Her door, once a novel attraction of the case, has been torn from her hinges. The dials, knocked out. The paint, chipped.
No, the years have taken their toll on this TIP-3000.
"Why must it be so?" I cried in anger. "Why must the TIP-3000, which has won me so much in good reputation and hardware prizes, be left to rot in such a manner? Surely my creation deserves better!"
The TIP-3000 has won me competitions, and the hardware has been sitting around, doing nothing. A new Core2 Duo sits nearby, tempting her. It doesn't seem fair. But your narrator is a busy being; he has work, and much more besides, to worry about. So the TIP-3000 sits along, waiting for the day when her dreams will come true; a day when the creator, her master, will come remember her.
The TIP-3000 loves her master very much, and she knows when he gets a chance, he's going to fix those lousy hinges, he's going to fix that chipped paint. He's going to get those hinges working, and clean out all that dust, and he's going to make me look like a star!
Well, that day has come. TIP-3000, I will have you looking spectacular for Saturday. When all the other geeks are here, they will be in awe of your beauty. I wish I had time to fix all the problems you suffer from; that cracked rail brings a tear to my eye whenever I see it. There is, after all, only so much I can do before you are no longer the TIP-3000.
I started by removing the door, and removing everything attached to it. Thrusting my hand out, I grabbed a flat-headed screwdriver; just the tool for the job at hand. Placing against the edge of the old hinges, I brought down my hammer with a crash, sending the old unwanted hinges across the room in a cloud of shattered bondo. With the door free, and the hinges removed, I turned my attention to undoing the damage.
Taking a bowl of fresh water, I searched for some unused wet-paper. With that in hand, I gently massaged the remaining bondo away from the door. Taking this opportunity, I rub all over the door, smoothing out the imperfections left from so long ago. Soon, she's dirty and smooth, needing only some warm water to clean her up. With a toothbrush and towel, I clean every inch of her facade, leaving it to dry.
What will happen next in this Christmas tale? Will I forget about the TIP-3000? Will her dreams come true? Will her hardware arrive on time? Will she rejoice in Vista or XP? Join me tomorrow to find out, my eager listeners, on Dave's Christmas Tale!
Originally Posted by jdbnsn
Reply With Quote
DONT CALL THE TIP 3000 BY THE NAME "IT"! THATS DISRESPECTFUL!!