I'm sitting there staring at this improbable display when I smell something burning.
It occurs to me, only a couple of seconds after I would have been killed if this were an actual emergency, that I shouldn't continue to use that monitor until I ascertain why it is on fire. So I turn off the power to the monitor and make ready to take any other necessary measures.
My initial thought (from the smell) was that one of the capacitors must have blown, and further investigation revealed this to be the case. Of course I knew, in theory, that these capacitors were prone to such failure. But it looked like something out of bad Sci-Fi. Or, to put in in the characteristically ironic idiom of anime, "this isn't an anime, you know." I'll have to figure out how to get Antonio Bandaras to say that with a straight face when this shocking incident of my true life is portrayed in film.
I mean, it really looked like a stupid special effect designed to show a computer malfunction. Enough so that I dug out the capacitor as much to prove it wasn't an elaborate practical joke as to find out what I need to buy.
Needless to say, I've been leery of electronic gadgetry since then. You just never know when it's going to go nova....
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I was at work one day and walked past an old dot matrix printer to see flames shooting out from the top. I summoned the MIS manager and inquired, "Is it SUPPOSED to do this?"
Actually, it was. It's quite common for networked devices to revert to older protocols when current protocols aren't working. In this case, it went back to smoke signals.
In old version of the Unix line printer daemon (I don't know if it's still the case), there was actually an error code for "printer on fire." IIRC, it reported this when it received conflicting status codes from the printer. On some printer models, however, there was actually a not-insignificant chance that it had reported the error correctly.
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Poor Survivor, I know what it's like to find something you're using suddenly just die, or just begin to smoke for no unkown reason.
As for the sci-fi effect, that's freaky.
My funniest "catching fire" story happened when I was working on "Elmo in Grouchland." They were using the remote control Elmo puppet, which looks just like Elmo but has servos in the head so you can do a full body shot without having a puppeteer attached. Some fake fur found its way into one of the servos and Elmo started twitching and smoke came pouring out the top of his head. It was comedy.
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Elmo started twitching and smoke came pouring out the top of his head.
Too funny!! What a good image to give children to convince them: Don't be a grouch... look what getting hot with anger will do to you!!
Ahh, the children's TV shows we WISH would get aired...
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If you're not an electrician, Survivor
I suspect he was wise enough to unplug it first. It doesn't take an electrician, just somebody who knows what they are doing. V=IR.
The Elmo thing is funny, did you get film?
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I'm going to have to have Elmo on fire in my next LH challenge.
Is this leading to a story topic of "St. Elmo's Fire?"
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I suspect he was wise enough to unplug it first. It doesn't take an electrician, just somebody who knows what they are doing. V=IR.
That won't do it. Your CRT is a BIG, FAT, STINKING AMAZINGLY ELECTRIFIED capacitor. (Sorry about the caps, but nothing else really describes it.) It keeps a charge for months, literally.
the mere term capacitor should suggest capacity and that capacity is to stock away excess amps so that the current is better regulted
Which as an aside is why in Appolo 13 they were worried about not overloading the system in "amps" not "volts" because technically its the amperage that'll kill you not so much the volts (though they do go hand in hand typically)
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"Like hell," I would reply. "Water doesn't kill you when you touch it."
I'd suggest keeping a healthy distance away from your monitor, Survivor ... and a fire extinguisher handy.
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CRT's do have enough capacitance at voltage to give the incautious a nasty jolt, even if you unplug them. But I was more worried about doing further damage to my monitor than about getting a little shock. I find the x-ray emission warning more frightening than the thought of taking a few dozen microfarads at 200 volts. Still, replacing a capacitor isn't going to compromise the radiation shielding. I hope.
But I had never seen a computer device go all cartoony on me before. It has just never happened. That totally freaked me out, like...if you drank some soda and a bunch of hot dancers jumped out of nowhere and burst into song. I was like, "okay, this has to be a hidden camera dealy." It was too surreal.
And for you people that need multi-gig flash drives to back up your writing...you go, girl!
Er, spaceman...person.
Yeah.
It was kinda like that high-pitched noise you hear when you switch on your TV, until a program's sound drowns it out and you lose interest. Only this one kept building, and building. It sounded like a detonator spinning up in some 'gahhh...nuclear weapons in the hands of naughty people' film.
At about the same time I decided to duck and cover beneath my kitchen table, the whine terminated in an audible pop-fizzle, followed by scittering sounds like a mouse trapped in a coffee can. Then everything went silent. As I cautiously approached, plauged by thoughts of strategically placing aluminum foil over...uh...strategic places to shield myself from whatever my microwave was autonomously doing, all the lights went out. My computer (with a damn good story beginning that I hadn't saved yet, before the days of autorecover) and all other electronics also shut off.
The microwave had tripped the breaker. To this day, I don't know what happened...the electrician I called was also at a loss (he mumbled something about the magnetron going up). In any case, I didn't take a chance on the microwave being safe for future use. The thing went straight to the dump. I miss it...'twas a bloody nice microwave. Had the perfect popcorn setting, too. Any idea how hard it is to find a microwave with a properly programmed popcorn button?
*sigh*
So, yeah...technology. Can't live with it, can't live without it (though we all seem to attempt the balancing act, no?).
Inkwell
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Now that multiple Gigabyte flash drives are getting reasonably priced,
Spaceman, clearly you've never been shopping in Iceland. The phrase "reasonably priced" just doesn't exist here.
Survivor, I looooove the cartoony nature of your monitor's demise. I wish I could have seen the look on your face. Perhaps I shouldn't admit it, but the notion of anything throwing you is faintly appealing.
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clearly you've never been shopping in Iceland
Details.
If you want, I can pick up a gig drive at Fry's Electronics and mail it to you.
But, if it weren't for that little difficulty, I would have liked to have seen my face too
I may be willing to work with equipment that has been repaired by...unconventional methods (even microwaves ), but there are limits to doing it yourself. Mostly involving the silly prices they charge for do-it-yourself materials. I really am a cheapskate that way.
*crickets*
Never mind.
Inkwell
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"The difference between a writer and someone who says they want to write is merely the width of a postage stamp."
-Anonymous
The second time was about, oh, six or seven years ago. That one was mine and under warranty still, so I called the manufacturer's help line and was immediately told that yes, sometimes they emit smoke, but never actual flames. Uh, no, I saw actual yellow, orange, and red flamage. Not just smoke. They didn't believe me. Until I delivered the monitor, they took it apart, and found all the scorch marks.
Yeah, don't even want to hear about a third time... *plugs ears* *hums loudly*
My hubby likes the scene is Office Space when they take was it the copier? to a field and beat it to 'death'?
Electronics fail--all the time. We have been through probably twenty PC's in 9 years. Makes ya wonder, huh?
Oh, and as long as you unplug it and take off any jewelry, you are grounded by placing one hand on the box, or by the rubber on the soles of your shoes. Just make sure you are grounded.
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About being grounded...that doesn't work for playing with a high voltage/capacitance device, and is actually very dangerous. See, by grounding with one hand and poking with the other, you create a path that goes right through where? Your heart. What would otherwise just be a nasty jolt becomes a potentially fibrillation inducing impulse.
Grounding is for working with delicate low voltage systems, so that you don't damage them with small electrical discharges. If there is a risk of the electronics hurting you, then you don't want to be grounded. Particularly through your hand. You can attach a grounding wire to whatever tool you use for prodding, and there will be almost no risk to you even if you blow the circuit. But do not try grounding high voltages through your own flesh, it will hurt you.
I guess that I've just been unusually blessed in my history with computers. Sure, I've seen all kinds of other things catch fire/melt down/go haywire, but I've always had pretty well behaved computers. Including the monitor portion.
Inkwell: I had nearly the same experience, except it was in the middle of the day and it didn't trip the breaker it exploded. My microwave had the best popcorn setting in the world and it started to whine and boom. The scary thing was the next day there was a similar whine as I was driving and my altrinator fell off. I blame it on solar flares.
I've had pretty good luck with microwaves too, I guess.
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If you want, I can pick up a gig drive at Fry's Electronics and mail it to you.
And now, Pyre Dynasty, exploding Elmo is not on DVD. I only wish it were.
I know more than one person who would cough up money for that...
Seeing Oscar's cynicism unrestrained would be worth the effort by itself.
And what the heck is up with taking away Cookie Monster's cookies? I heard this disturbing rumor from my little cousin last week, and have been waiting for an opportunity to rant about it.
Inkwell
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) Ever since my high school physics teacher was showing us the power of a capacitor and he accidentally arc-welded his screwdriver to the contacts, I have been hesitant to go near them. He had so many awesome real-life encounters with physics, particularly as a boy growing up in Southern Utah. The wood-propeller driven truck, for instance. They mounted a motor on the truck bed and attached a propeller made of 2x4s. Then they fired it up, and almost immediately lost a blade of the propeller. The out of balance load vibrated the truck so bad the springs broke.
The capacitors in CRTs are one reason TVs are the #1 appliance to blame for house fires.
The last line is supposed to be really funny.
I do realize that the intervention of two unrelated posts would make my response seem like a non sequitur, but that's life.
The problem is that when you have to explain the punchline, the joke isn't quite as funny. By extension, when you try to explain the punchline because you're not sure that everyone gets it, that also saps some of the humor, it makes the joke seem stilted and contrived.
The "It's...played" line does that. It's explaining the punchline. But that's a problem for all humorists who deal with edgy humor in a medium where they cannot immediately judge the audiences reaction. They end up wondering if the audience will get it, and end up putting in a line to sort of explain, which is obviously not as funny and thus makes it harder to get
I'd go for a Muppet version of Lost if it meant seeing Telly monster's legs crushed by a steel door. I tell you, people try to get me to watch these shows and I finally do and such horrible things happen on them. But seeing the guys legs get crushed was not as bad as that guy who brought "Bullet ball" to American Inventor.
Since we're talking about TV... I guess.
Is that like Jahooti turning the light on and off in the fridge?
I'll let you know if I get any more mind-to-mind communcations on this.
So we got a new dishwasher with one control for cycles and a separate start/stop button (apart from the door latch). I don't like the looks of it.
Be thankful they haven't unionized yet...suppose a bunch of 'em went out in a sympathy strike?
Oh, yeah, my work computer's power supply quit on the last day of the fiscal year, and I was the bookkeeper.
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It's probably a strange mixture of love and fear. Mostly fear, I think. But that's because I find the thought of being loved by little green men, be they Jahooti, Magooti, or otherwise oriented, is just a little off-putting to me.
I think I'd better read this thread from the start...