Lisa Forgets Her ID, Backblaze to the Rescue!

In may, our intern Lisa joined me (her brother) at Backblaze for a month-long internship. Lisa goes to school at McGill University in Montreal, so we don’t get to see each other very often, and what better way to do some sibling bonding than to order her around the office. One of the brother-sister activities….

A Burger With a Side of Spreadsheets, To Go

The Day the iMac Died.

“The Mac died” my wife sighed into the phone. I wasn’t surprised. First, the dead Mac was our 7 year old iMac computer, which had worked flawlessly the entire time. And second, I was traveling for business and things always seem to “break” when I am on the road. It was Sunday night. I had….

Restoring Data From The NSA

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It All Started With A Meme I’m an avid redditor, though my karma doesn’t show it, and around the time the NSA PRISM story broke, I started seeing this image appear in my feeds: I’m also the social guy at Backblaze, so I felt it was my duty to post it. After receiving many tweets….

Asiana Air Crash Survivor’s Data Survives

When Asiana Airlines Flight 214 crashed at San Francisco Airport on July 6th, we all watched in horror at the wreckage on the TV screens and could barely imagine anyone could have walked away. Amazingly, as details began to emerge, it sounded as though there may be many who made it. One of the first….

A Restory: When one file is all you need

For many people genealogy is a nice hobby. They spend a few hours a week chasing down distant relatives and creating family trees. They entertain their family with stories of potential connections to famous and infamous people in the past and give out family history albums as presents. For some people genealogy is a passion…..

Backblaze: The Strong Silent Type

Our first Restory is actually two stories. Each lovingly crafted and delivered to Backblaze. And you thought online backup couldn’t be romantic… A One Way Street “ I think I should take this time to just tell you what our relationship is: a one-way street. Honestly, I don’t think about you at all. You just….