I am writing on The Professor's laptop (Dear Sir's) because the iMac I usually write on crashed last night. Every stinking thing is breaking down lately. Ever since the guitar incident it has pervaded everything. I was literally afraid to turn my treadmill on this morning, thinking that it too was going to break. I didn't mention that my famous ghetto oven is biting it right now. Every time I turn it on it lets out this nasty electric stink. Not good. So, hopefully we will get to buying a new oven soon. I was sure to buy some bread and cold cuts for dinner.
If we lost every song on itunes we have ever bought I am going to snap Steve Jobs in half. Or whoever it was that made apple---or started it---or whatever. And all our pictures----what a total bummer.
I am sure it is a dreadful thing to click on Green Cathedral lately. Nothing good is happening. Things are bad right now.
On a positive note, I have some slight news about my guitar---I will post about it once it happens though. We will see.