On my way home from work, my laptop took a tumble from the backseat to the floor and when I went to retrieve it, some component (with circuitry) had fallen out. A few tentative attempts, upside down, right side up, and I got it back in and everything was intact as I had left it. Except the internet was not connecting.
Then I realized Pat had pulled the plug on the desktop because the screen was blue during a lightning storm this evening. I thought that was going to mess up the WiFi because we had done some things to password protect after it was tampering with, but guess what? Everything came back on just fine when plugged back in. Boy12 did yell out, "I can't plug it in without sparks flying out." Well, that's just how our electricity is. It was fine.
Dusty Baker is not really a good baseball commentator at all. He doesn't have anything to say.
The dreaded video is done, the race paper is done, though I will probably tweak it a little more tomorrow. Now I'm on to finishing preparations for my friend Jen's good-bye work party. She is taking another job and I am not happy, but want to send her off in style and make sure she knows how much she has meant to us/me.
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