Today on my way to work, I had my usual bottle of Propel (lemon flavor, but I prefer peach or berry ... it's a GatorAde line), which I drink on the road. For some reason, they've turned off those idiotic metering lights where my freeway merges with I-5, so I got to work about 5 minutes faster than usual. As a result, I still had about a half bottle of Propel left. No prob. I just screwed on the cap, threw it in the top of my briefcase, and took it inside to drink in the office. Ok, so I sit down at my desk and turn around to grab the Propel, and when I pick it up, I think, "Hmmm ... I thought I had more than this left." Fudge. This is not going to be good. I look in the briefcase and, sure enough, almost the whole half bottle had drained into my briefcase, most of it into the pocket where my HP-48GX calculator resides. Dang! My favorite calculator. Full scientific, 2300 functions (literally) and, best of all, reverse Polish notation. Well, it's saturated, but I figure well, lets see if it works ... huh huh. It was horrible - flickering LCD patterns, dwindling spasmodically like a slow and tortuous death, then ... nothing. Well, maybe I just shorted out the batteries. I grabbed three AAA's from the office supply bunker, stuck them in and ... nothing. OK, what now? Well, I've got nothing to lose. These danged things cost $249 new, but they don't make them any more. Now the rat bastards want $300 used at Amazon. Well I had a plan. Propel is a so-called "sport drink", loaded with vitamins, minerals, a little sugar, and all kind of conductive crap that'll gum up electronics like a champ. So I went back into the lab, and got a pot full of distilled water, and I stuck the calculator in there and swished it around for about thirty seconds to wash out the sticky stuff. Then I went over to the air compressor and blew out as much water as I could. Finally, I stuck it in the air-dry oven for about an hour and a half (don't worry, the temperature is about 110 degrees F, within the operating range of the calculator). After it came out of the oven, I stuck in the batteries, pushed the "on" button and SIGNS OF LIFE! It asked me "Try to restore memory?" But alas, soon everything went awry, and the screen looked like it was on acid ... letters here, symbols there, lines, patterns. So I turned it off and sat it on my desk. A couple hours later, I turned it on and, once again, "Try to restore memory?" This time, I said no, and all of a sudden, the main screen appeared. Whoa! However, now the hundreds of equations and programs that I had programmed into it were gone. As it turns out, I just happen to have an older HP48S that has the same programs on it and, wouldn't you know it, they can communicate through an IR port. So I lined them up at each other and had them perform the Vulcan mind-suck. The GX's brain was fully restored, and my life is again perfect in every way. Just thought you might like to know.