The kids are sick. Si is actually sick enough that he came home from work for the first time in…well, ever, actually. Oh. And the computer crashed. Right now, it is on life support here in the home office. We have performed resuscitation more than once, and we are hoping that it holds on long enough for us to harvest its organs in a way that suits us. If this works it will give a fuller life to the extra, hand-me-down computer that my dad gave me only a week or so ago.
In fact, the crashed computer perhaps overheard me tell my dad that I thought it was on the way out and won’t it be nice to switch things over before they get ugly?
Hence the suicide attempt, which slightly resembles one of those high school breakups. You know: I break up with you before you break up with me.
Anyhow, if you emailed me and didn’t receive a reply, this is why. I might be a bit hit-and-miss this week.
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