So there I was, part of the surging crowd of shoppers, ebbing
and flowing with the tide of humanity down an aisle at Wally
World... It was the Christmas season and I had to make a
extremely urgent run, about three miles, to get some anti-freeze.
Eight o'clock in the evening and I was on a mission to find a
small container of the cheapest I could find. Before long,
"Ah ha, that's it." Not too bad either. I popped it into my
cart and ventured forth. Stopping briefly, I took another look
at the label. 'Do not use in gasoline engines.' What? Okay,
this stuff was for winterizing. Putting into pipes in mobile
homes and such. Rats, back on the shelf it went.
Earlier in the evening my wife's computer had quit. That's why
I was now at the store. I only panic when it is really necessary,
this was one such time. I had called my 'deep-techi' Ron. "Ron,
it's me. Where are you? Aw, neat. Well, her comp shut down. Ya,
the temperature thingie kept going up to 130 and it shut off.
What the *&^% do I do now?" No, I haven't. Nope, not since you
set it up. Hang on, I am supposed to do what?"
You may not believe this but he said I needed to put some coolant
in it. Now, folks, my world, my reality is sometimes a bit fragile,
but this was pushing the edge of it. It is late in the day, her
PC is down, my techi is many miles away, and he says I am supposed
to put coolant in it. Seriously, what would that do to your reality?
I have sometimes kidded that these things run on smoke, loaded at
the factory and that if you see any of it escaping, you probably
have trouble. But, this was over the edge. Secondly, Ron has a
tendency to kid a lot and often will suggest things just to mess
with my delicate gear works. I was sure he was not serious this
time. Wrong. I was supposed to have been keeping it 'topped off'
"Where the %*&^ am I supposed to get PC coolant at this time of night?"
He said anyplace they sell antifreeze. "What kind does it need?"
"Doesn't matter," he said. "It might be a good idea to dilute it
about half too." Great, I'm thinking. This is all I need.
"And just exactly where in @*&^ do I put it?" He said to take
the big box (pull out the plug first) apart and I should find
a plastic container inside. The coolant should go in there
somehow. He was not sure anymore, but said I should be able
to figure it out when I got it opened. So, flashlight in hand,
down on my knees I went and pulling the main unit out from under
her desk, I started into it.
The side panel was not too difficult. Inside, on the bottom,
was a clear plastic box about the size of a pack of cigarettes.
It was about half full of something. What was left of the cooling
stuff I figured. A big headed screw was in plain sight, the
opening I supposed. A twist of my screwdriver verified that.
It unscrewed and I did not spill any. So far, I'm doing great.
So it was off to the store I went. Oh yes, it was raining like
a cow weeweeing on a flat rock. Trying to turn into snow. Neat.
Shortly I did find a gallon of the right stuff at Wally's and
raced for home with it. It claimed that it was already half
diluted which sounded fine to me. I found a few funnels, sure
one would be small enough to work and asked my wife to assist.
At least hold the flashlight so I could see better. She did and
after gluging out some into a plastic measuring cup, we managed
to get it down the smallest funnel and into the little box without
spilling a drop.
I buttoned the machine up and furtively stuck the plug back in
and hit the power (on) button. There was a whirring and chugging
of the water pump, but before long it fired up, lit up and came
to life. I shoved the unit back under her desk where it resides
at this moment. It still gluggs when I start it up, but seems
happy now and the temp. stays around 99 degrees. And it stays on.
Life is good. And yes, she really does have a liquid cooled computer. ~ James Castwell