Accidents, mishaps and forces of habit…
… we’ve all done it. You’re used to singing to yourself and you realise, about 60 seconds too late, that you just belted out “Hey there Delilah” in a public restroom.
You’re typing something, and you type something else. I used to type “mysql” by habit when I went to type “myself” (I suppose some workaholic realtors might wind up writing “myrtle beach vacation rentals“), or I start typing in what I call “internet degenerate”…a curse bestowed upon me by way too many hours’ worth of MMORPG play. Professional clients don’t really want to be greeted with “hay how u doin dawgeh?”!
Well tonight’s accident was a little more serious. In the context of passing it to me, my brother in law managed to drop his SixAxis PS3 controller in the dog’s water bucket… I dunno if he thought I had a hold of it or what happened, because it all happened so quick.
I have the thing apart and the various pieces sitting in a container filled with rice. I put it together briefly and tested it – it still “works” (as in comes on and associates with the PS3) however I think the analog stick keeps reporting “down” because they won’t work and it keeps spamming down on the XMB.
So I took it apart again and stuck it back in the rice, and I’ll hit it with some 2-26 tomorrow and see if that fixes it.