This weekend while in Vancouver for the Army Reserves, I was working on my personal computer. I had

already spent several hours on my own formulating a spreadsheet in Excel and getting our unit up-to-date for the first time in over a decade, when tragedy struck. Don't worry, nothing happend to my file... but when I popped in a CD to make a backup at the request of our Unit Administrator, it start making this horrible clicking sound. Immediately I figured it was my computer's fault--after all, the panel on the end of my CD-ROM is broken and only connected in one of the two spots it should be--but I also thought it might be the disc's format.
I was wrong.
![Fiddler on the Roof [30th Anniversary Edition] [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_vJwTFi4Ocwwu7doGCXaazYdb7fPom1rfsYVdjL-SeS4NGnUnpSnyI4wbXFIK1_Bspq9sPuXqA1jYiGDDjgR-VRXC3dtSOPrP-lD0A80uIiHr229Bylr0xkDYhf-x2MPW2JiDqMbJIN6ynZ3dfEB9z5x2h_HPImqsXpCgw-yEqt3-Sk7fL_WtZCf9m5Z7E-RI3HTpp722OwJ-U8YeJ3eY6kSgkl8N0tvxTCBg=s0-d)
It was confirmed today when I tried to put my
Fiddler on the Roof Soundtrack
into iTunes. My computer still reads CDs just fine; it just is no longer capable of transferring data on to the harddrive. Some quick thinking got the CD ripped onto my PC's Window's Media Center, and from there, onto a thumbdrive, though not before a temporary longing for a Mac because the whole process would have been user-friendly and not like pulling teeth, like any media is for Windows. Don't worry, I recognized the error in my ways and stopped longing for the Mac within seconds, though I was still annoyed with Windows, as improved as Windows 7 might be. Anyways, a long story short, I used the thumbdrive to get it to the laptop and on to iTunes in a very long way around what is supposed to be a simple task. At least my iPod is updated now--I had lost the cord and misplaced my iPod, so needless to say, it had been a while. It is nice, though. Now I can listen to songs from somewhat of a tragic musical which can remind me of a sad plot involving a ruined wedding party, choosing between home and love, choosing between family and a lover, and losing a home altogether. Fitting title, considering my dad used to always play the world's smallest violin in a sweet song of sorrow when I didn't get my way. Pretty upbeat, huh? I think so.
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