After almost 10 years without any similar events, I thought I was done with this phenomenon. That was until yesterday. So I was working from home on my company laptop; it was shortly after noon, when my laptop took a dump displaying the infamous blue screen of death. I attempted a reboot but no luck. I attempted no fewer than 30 additional reboots during the next two hours. I tried every sequenced combination of Windows safe mode, Windows diagnostics, and boot in normal mode. I tried letting the poor thing sit powered down for 5 minutes - no luck - and then again for 20 minutes - still no luck. Seems per the diagnostics that I had a corrupted boot sector. After placing an initial call into our corporate help desk to open a ticket for assistance, I used my phone to instant message my boss that I was probably going to be offline for an unpredictability long time. After wasting those two hours trying to reboot, I decided to reach out to the help desk again in order to pressure them on the urgency of my situation. I was on hold for some long number of minutes. At some point the automated attendant functions asked me for the serial number on the bottom of my laptop so I picked it up, turned it over, and read aloud the serial number. But I was still on hold. Then it hit me, “Would there be any downside to me trying to fix this symptom with magick...”. I decided to risk it. So I tilted the top of my laptop up to lay against my chest and then I crossed my arms across the bottom of the laptop. I closed my eyes and did a short little meditation on my desires, needs, and intents. When I finished the initial meditation I placed the laptop back into it’s routine place on my desk and pressed the power button. I let both of my hands light on the keyboard and the surface area immediately around the keys. I saw the same visual from the first 30 reboot attempts reoccur yet again with the initial Windows logo appearing and the four colors of the logo coming together to create the famous four-pane window image. This is the point where the laptop repeatedly locked up so I immediately closed my eyes and meditated on moving energy through my hands to prompt the boot to continue past the point of failure. About ten seconds later, I opened my eyes and saw that the image of the Windows logo against a black field was being replaced with my desktop display...and, I heard the trill of the familiar Windows theme! My laptop was in the final throws of fully booting up for the first time in over two hours and more than 30 attempts. Later in the day, when a corporate IT Expert called me back, he was clearly extremely surprised to hear that I was able, on my own, to actually boot up my laptop. I have yet to try to power it down. Keeping my fingers - and my arms - crossed.