It’s the motherboard.
I can’t for the life of me figure out what the hell I do to them. This is the third in five years! It’s not like I regularly attatch magnets to it or something. I don’t use it as a footstool or a kitty bed. So… yeah. I need a new one to the tune of about $200. Damn damn damn.
I’m waiting with bated breath again. It’s that time of year. Hummingbirds could conceiveably make it here within a day or two. I’ve got my feeders filled and waiting. Check the migration map!
You could have dirty power.
In two apartments? With John’s computer never having a problem? I could, but it’s a far stretch.