Big Blue Screen of Death -- Otherwise known as CRASH

We've had a total of three family computers.  Our first one was purchased from Gateway after I had enrolled in the local CC as the first leg of my journey towards ordination.  It did what we needed it to do, and that was basically be there for me to write papers and dial up the internet for some research here and there.

It eventually died and we purchased a Dell.  Like the Gateway, it was mainly used for school stuff, but then got some heavier usage after graduation when we mainly did internet stuff, the occasional sermon, and I think The Kid was using it for some of her school stuff.

This one also eventually died and we "crossed the Thames" so to speak and converted to a Mac.  There's a whole story there about that conversion process and the oft-used acronym IHFC.  I wouldn't say we are Mac Groupies or anything like that, nor do we proclaim that Bill Gates is the antichrist.  But, if given a choice, we'll stick with Macs for now.

But this isn't about computer conversions or history, it's about the Big Blue Screen of Death.

If you've ever had a PC, you may have experienced the BBSD.  This is generally not a good thing.  And we experienced it with both of our first two computers.  And it always took the same pattern:  The system would crash, leaving you staring at the BBSD.  You could eventually recover it, and the system worked fine.  For a month.  The BBSD returned a month later.  Another recovery and functionality.  Three weeks later, BBSD.  Recovery.  Two weeks, BBSD.  Recover.  One week, BBSD.  Recovery.  And it moved to a daily and finally hourly recurrence.

I've had back problems most of my life.  A few months ago, after a run, I had a new pain that kept me from walking.  This happened about a month later.  Then a few weeks later.  Then a week apart.  It now seems that this is moving to a daily occurrence where I will twist just right (getting out of the car today) and find myself on the ground unable to walk.

It seems my body has become the Big Blue Screen of Death.  Maybe it's just a matter of time until it completely gives out and dies, paving the way for those whom I deal with (wife, Kid, friends, parish) to replace me with a new and better model.

I'm thinking my headstone needs to say:  Reverend Ref, succumbed to the Big Blue Screen of Death.