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    hard drive
  • A high-capacity, self-contained storage device containing a read-write mechanism plus one or more hard disks, inside a sealed unit. Also called hard disk drive
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  • disk drive: computer hardware that holds and spins a magnetic or optical disk and reads and writes information on it
  • A hard disk drive (hard disk, hard drive, HDD) is a non-volatile storage device for digital data. It features one or more rotating rigid platters on a motor-driven spindle within a metal case. Data is encoded magnetically by read/write heads that float on a cushion of air above the platters.
    repair
  • restore by replacing a part or putting together what is torn or broken; "She repaired her TV set"; "Repair my shoes please"
  • the act of putting something in working order again
  • Make good (such damage) by fixing or repairing it
  • Put right (a damaged relationship or unwelcome situation)
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Athens, Jun 2011 - 44
Athens, Jun 2011 - 44
This couple was standing on the balcony of their apartment, probably on the third or fourth floor, simply observing the scene on the street below. I was on the top deck of an open-air, double-decker tour bus, so I got a good view of them as we drove past. For some reason, they struck me as a quintessentially "ordinary" Greek couple... *************************** When we hear the phrase “first impression,” we tend to think of a person. Was the politician I recently voted for as inspiring when I heard his first speech as he was years later? (More so, sadly.) Was the girl that I married as beautiful at 13 as she was years later, in her twenties and thirties? (Yes, and yes.) Did Bob Dylan’s Blowin’ in the Wind send more of a shiver down my spine in 1963 than it did when I heard it drifting from a car radio 45 years later? (No. It stops me dead in my tracks every time I hear it.) It’s not just people that make first impressions on me. Cities do, too, perhaps because I encountered so many of them while my family moved every year throughout my childhood. Or perhaps it’s because, after seeing so many cities that I thought were different in the United States, I was so completely unprepared for the wild variety of sights and sounds and smells that I encountered as a grown man, when I traveled to Europe and South America, to Africa and Asia and Australia. And even today, there are cities that I’m visiting for the first time, and which continue to take me by surprise. Athens is one of those cities. I don’t know what I was expecting… Something old, of course, something downright ancient, filled with smashed statues and marble columns like Rome, engraved with unreadable inscriptions in a language I never learned — but probably not as ancient as Cairo. Something hot and noisy and polluted and smelly, perhaps like Calcutta or the slums of Mumbai. Something gridlocked with noisy, honking traffic congestion, perhaps like Moscow. What I didn’t expect was the wide, nearly-empty highways leading from the airport into the city. I didn’t expect the cleanliness of the tree-lined streets that ran in every direction. I did expect the white-washed buildings and houses that climbed the hills that surround the city — but the local people told me that buildings in Athens were positively gray compared to what I would have seen if I had stayed longer and ventured out to the Greek islands. I also didn’t expect the graffiti that covered nearly every wall, on every building, up and down every street. They were mostly slogans and phrases in Greek (and therefore completely unintelligible to me), but with occasional crude references in English to IMF bankers, undercover policemen, a politician or two, and the CIA. There were a couple slogans from the Russian revolution of 1917, from the Castro uprising in Cuba, and even from the American revolution (“united we stand, divided we fall.”) Naturally, I thought all of this had come about in just the past few months, as Greece has wrestled with its overwhelming financial crisis. But I was told by local citizens that much of the graffiti has been around for quite a bit longer than that – just as it has been in cities like New York and London. Some of it was wild and colorful, with cartoon figures and crazy faces … though I don’t think it quite rises to the level of “street art” that one sees in parts of SoHo, Tribeca, and the East Village in New York. What impressed me most about the graffiti in Athens was its vibrant energy; I felt like the artists were ready to punch a hole through the walls with their spray-cans. These are merely my own first impressions; they won’t be the same as yours. Beyond that, there are a lot of facts, figures, and details if one wants to fully describe a city like Athens. Its recorded history spans some 3,400 years, and it includes the exploits of kings and generals, gods and philosophers, athletes and artists. There are statues and columns and ruins everywhere; and towering above it all is the breath-taking Acropolis. It’s far too rich and complex for me to describe here in any reasonable way; if you want to know more, find some books or scan the excellent Wikipedia summary. It’s also hard to figure out what one should photograph on a first visit to a city like Athens. It’s impossible not to photograph the Acropolis, especially since it’s lit at night and visible from almost every corner of the city. I was interested in the possibility of photographing the complex in the special light before dawn or after sunset, but it’s closed to visitors except during “civilized” daytime hours. It’s also undergoing extensive renovations and repair, so much of it is covered in scaffolding, derricks, and cranes. In the end, I took a few panorama shots and telephoto shots, and explored the details by visiting the new Acropolis Museum, with the camera turned off. Aside from that, the photos you’ll see here concentrate on two things: my unexpected “
20090831 - Day 3: Look Mom!
20090831 - Day 3: Look Mom!
Today was really the first day I got into the grove of the trip. It can take a few days to unwind. Sometimes even when you throw yourself into the trip, you do it like it's work. How far you have to go, how much time you have. Eventually you see something interesting whiz by and lament that you don't have time to turn around and snap a picture because you have to get to the arbitrary place you decided to get to, by the arbitrary time you decided to get there. At some point you realize you should really do what you want to do. There are still days when you need to make distance, but don't make every day like that. If I were to describe Mississippi to you, at least geographically, I would say you start with Illinois or Michigan, fields and rows of trees, sometimes clumps of trees. Forested at times. Now make it hotter and more humid, and make some standing water. Make the trees languid and reserved. Flood things more often. Everywhere, buildings look abandoned. In the north, at least where I was, it seemed that even buildings still in use looked abandoned. Not just the stoic weathered barn; houses, garages, businesses, whatever. You go to take a picture of a place that looks like it hasn't had someone in it for 40 years, and then you see a drape move inside. Seriously a lot of what I saw made Michigan look high class. So I left Vicksburg, MS via some back roads heading south, and was happy to see normal houses. Twisty small roads, with modest homes on big lots, mostly secluded with trees. It looked very pleasant. Eventually I was on a 1.5 lane road in the middle of nowhere. I stopped for a work meeting and took a leak. I tried the Natchez Trail Parkway for a bit, but to be honest it wasn't my thing. Pretty, but after a few miles it just repeated and repeated. I like towns, silos, falling down buildings, people on porches. Or at least some twisty roads that are fun to drive on. The Natchez Trail was a bit pokey. I stopped in Natchez itself for some ok BBQ and crossed into Louisiana. For hours I followed highway 15 and the levees. I guess much wider than the Mississippi is the area that tends to flood a lot. To the right of the road, the ground sloped down 30 or 40 feet, and to my left it went up 20 feet, which was the top of the levee. A gravel road was on the top, at intervals there were dirt tracks heading up it. This was still too far from the river to see it through trees, etc. It's amazing to imagine the floods the walls were meant to contain. The road itself was fun, straight for sections than a few engineered bends, which you could take with as much spirit as you liked. In Simmesport I went south along another river, with more levees. In Melville, I almost dropped the bike pulling away turning left from a stop sign. The road was bumpy, was repaired with variously colored asphalt. Except the one my front tire went over was actually a few inches of gravel. It washed out, then caught, hard enough to set me a little funny in the seat. I was only going a few miles an hour, so probably if the bike had fallen completely I would have ended up just standing over it. Still, after over 30k of riding, that was the closest I've come to having an issue on pavement. Speaking of safety, I've taken to riding with no hands. This bike has a "throttlemeister", basically a mechanism that tightens on the hand grip to hold the throttle in place. You can still move it, it just doesn't move itself back to "no throttle". This is nice on the interstate for giving your hand a rest if you need it, being able to stretch out your right arm, etc. Otherwise, as soon as you let go of the gas, the bike starts to slow dramatically. It's imperfect as a cruise control, since it's just making a constant amount of gas, any change in up or downhill - or even a change in the breeze - alters your speed. If you are trying to go 7.9 mph over the speed limit, you'll end up going 2 to 12 over. Still, nice to take your hand off for the grip a spell. Or both hands. Like a bicycle, a motorcycle wants to stay upright, so this is no great feat of balance. However, maybe due to the wind, the bike tends to start to lean one way or the other slightly, which effectively starts you turning slightly. You can lean the other way in the seat to bring it back. With practice you can keep the bike going straight with only slight weight shifts, and even turn slightly. Of course, you do most of your stopping with the front brake, which is on the right handgrip, so you want to not do this around cars or deer or things you may need to stop for. Also gusts of wind might be unpleasant while doing this. And potholes or bumps might be bad. Part of my plan today was to not ride until 8:00 at night. By then you inevitably don't have much time to find somewhere cool to stay and eat dinner. I was going to press on from LaFayette, LA, but decided since it was already 5:00 and I ha

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