The Man Cave

The man-cave, oh, I mean GARAGE is nearing completion. Obviously, women and men have very different brains. I'm still unclear on why a GARAGE needs TWO phone jacks, TWO cable TV outlets, and TWO ethernet jacks. Must be some testosterone-fuel reason for it that my estrogen-driven female brain just can't grasp. I'm told that the redundancy is needed in case the mice chew through the wires. But what if the mouse chews through it before it gets split out? What if the mouse chews through the electrical? Well, outside of the obvious mouse flambe of course.

Oh well. Apparently this is supposed to be our family "disaster recovery" site, as he's talking about putting in a NAS and our home PCs are backed up to that. You know, my day job is having our annual disaster recovery simulation in April. Every year, there's a creative story to go with the disaster -- apparently management can't just say "we have a simulated disaster and all equipment in the data center is unavailable." Last year, we had an accidental missile strike from a hostile submarine offshore. This year, we're being struck by an ASTEROID! Cool!

Well, my geeky but lovable team has to be obnoxiously accurate. So they went off to a University of Arizona website that simulates the damage caused by asteroid strikes. An asteroid is at least 1 km in size, so that's pretty significant -- like that giant crater in Arizona significant. Suffice it to say that my team says that we are not far enough away from the data center to survive, so they shouldn't have to participate, right? *sigh*

So, maybe my DH needs to do the calculations on the NASA site and see if the garage would survive? You tell me.

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