Open Heart Surgery

Borat hosting the MTV Europe Music Awards was genuinely inspired casting—chaotic, fully committed, funny in a way hosts almost never are. Becca and I watched it together, and the thing we kept returning to was the lineup: ninety-nine percent American artists at an event with "Europe" in the title. Robbie Williams showed up. Rammstein were there. And that was basically it for the entire continent. Strange thing to discover while watching a show named after the place you live.

The next day my girlfriend and I drove into Munich—we’ve been spending a lot of time together lately, which feels genuinely good—and I went to Gravis and picked up a 1GB RAM stick for my Mac mini. The staff there are always great; I love going in. The technician wished me luck before I’d even paid, because apparently installing the RAM qualifies as open heart surgery. The Mac mini isn’t designed to be opened. You can pop the case with a spudger if you’re careful, but the warranty dies the moment you do it and there’s real risk of snapping the clips in the process.

I want more RAM. So I’m doing it. If I go quiet, you’ll know the patient didn’t make it.