• Reason to hope?

    It appears that my silent requests may be about to be answered. My wife will vouch for me … I’ve been wanting an online music service that would allow me to purchase/download music to my computer, play it on my computer where ever I am (even if I’m not connected to the internet), and burn it to CDs to play in my car (or elsewhere). The word on the street is that my favorite computer company is about to deliver such a product to my eager little hard drive. There has been no word on the details of the service yet, but if I can purchase individual tracks for (at most) a couple of bucks, then they can have my money. My fingers are crossed.

  • Another frustrated customer.

    I used to call my home page on this web site “home.html”. For years, this worked well for me and my site’s web server. Then, out of the blue, “home.html” isn’t good enough for my site’s server anymore. Without warning, it decided that it only accepted “index.html”. WELL!

  • Waiting.

    We’re still waiting for our bed. Cheryl is excited. I am … not exactly excited. Intrigued is a word. Cautious is another word. Skeptical is yet another word. If you put all of those words together … you still don’t quite have what I feel. It’s not all bad. I kind of feel like I just spent two times the market value of a car loaded with extras, to be used as a third car in a two driver household. It was expensive, it looks cool, and I’m afraid we won’t get as much use out of it as we would like. For the price we paid, I feel like it should wash its own sheets, tuck us in at night, and sing us a lullaby. Instead, it promises to feel like I’m sleeping in a John mold.