Monday night my computer’s hard drive died. It was a quiet death but not without some warning. Which I failed to heed.
Tonight, Wednesday, my poor dead computer is over at the local Mac store where it sits quietly awaiting morning. In the meantime, I am chewing nails more furiously than I have in a long time and trying not to curse myself into oblivion.
What this might mean for BiblioBuffet readers is no new issue next week. But I am not sure at this point. We will keep you apprised. Thank you for hanging in there with us.