Since I keep talking about the beauty, the joy, the wonder that is my testrig/ backup computer I thought I’d show you all what I’m talking about. So here it is, in all it’s wonderous, bare, nekkid glory. Enjoy. (Mouse over for larger pic)

If you’re wondering what the big deal is about my testrig is, imagine this little scenario. Pretty much all your life working with computers you had only one. Never two. So, see this only computer of yours was special. It got all you time, all your love, all your attention. You were careful what you did to it, what you put on it and how you tweaked it with gentle caressing hands of concern. You cared about it. Deeply.

Now enter a backup computer. A testrig. Something not as good, not as smart, not as cool. Worried about doing something to your loved computer? Do it to the testrig first. Beat it, drop it, bang it, load spyware on it just for the heck of it. Don’t run an antivirus program, see how long it takes until it won’t boot anymore because of all the spyware. Toss it in the closet, the fridge, leave it out in the rain. Don’t touch it even if it cries alone in a dark corner of the room for your attention. Ignore it just like you ignore those public indecency laws.

Now you understand the beauty that is the testrig. It doesn’t matter what you do to it, what you install on it or if you even power it on; as long as it doesn’t suddenly become your main computer…