Well, that was unexpected. I had a girlfriend in town last week, hence dropping off the blog, and then just as I was about to get back to it, I accidentally drowned my computer when a re-corked bottle of red wine came uncorked in my messenger bag. Dead. Dead dead dead.

And if your laptop dies on a Friday, in Montana, you can’t really get a replacement until, well, Tuesday afternoon at nearly four. However, I’m now a HUGE fan of Time Machine. I plugged in the new laptop (which is very shiny and aluminum and pretty), it asked if I wanted to migrate from Time Machine, I said yes, and 40 minutes later my desktop looks just like it did before. Restored! Really restored! I’m sort of shocked but quite pleased.

So, I’ll be back tomorrow. Now, I’m signing off, heading up to the cabin which is blissfully free of an internet connection, to enjoy a beautiful beautiful clear evening in the Paradise Valley. And then tomorrow I have to really get my act together — I’ve got some deadlines looming.