My (his old) computer seems to have bitten the dust.
It's been acting a little finicky all week, and then this morning it just sort of crashed.
Thomas was home, so I had him take a look at it.
The best he could do, after some texting back and forth with his father and trying several mysterious things was write "FAIL" in the dust across the screen.
Randall's home from his all afternoon board meeting now and he's having a go, but he says it doesn't look good.
Not sure what this will mean, except that I may be posting even less often and checking my Facebook Scrabble games once every other day instead of several times a day. (it's not that I don't have computer access... it's just that it's downstairs in the big, big family room... and I'm not generally motivated to go come down there here)
Such is life.