I wasn't prepared for this to happen. I mean, no one is ever completely prepared, but I was especially unprepared this month because I've been rearranging my backup equipment.
The first thing I copied off, to a safe location: THE ENTIRE BRAINDEAD MONKEYS SAMPLE LIBRARY. I had maybe %10 of this at most in properly backed-up format, and the copies I gave to the other monkeys are, of course, now sliiightly and untraceably out-of-date. Losing these files would have been terrible.
Equally terrible to lose, are the items I copied next: Unprocessed video captures from ancient VHS tapes, taken with a camcorder some 15-20 years ago. All of my immediate family. The tapes are long gone, so this represents the only copy.
While browsing through it to make sure it was intact, I made the following screen capture:
This image was captured some time around 1989. It's of the dining room table in the house I grew up in. There are other precious images from this video, but this particular one struck me for an immediate reason: This same table is downstairs in my house right now.
I can't tell you how happy it makes me to realize that a few weeks ago I had six friends gathered around that same table, eating sunday dinner. Afterwards we turned the pads over and played cards on the felt surface, late into the evening.
Glancing around the room, I think the only thing from my family that I still own, that is older than that table, is my grandfather's guitar. I played a silly song for La on that just last month, encouraging her to "goo tooo beeeeeed, sleepy Laaaa; get some sleeeeep, Works-Too-Hard Laaaa". It's also audible in the forthcoming Braindead Monkeys album.