A week or two ago, I spent a day or two waiting for a chance to deliver a load. Waiting, in this case, meant spending a lot of time wandering from truck to truck stop and back again, in temperatures that varied between zero and twenty. Mild compared to a week or two before, but still noticeable.
When you're that cold, you sometimes forget things. Like locking the door as you get out of the truck. I suspect you already see where this is going.
Short form, somebody stole my laptop.
Which means that until I get noticeably richer my blogging will be done with pen and ink, and I will get to relearn the "type from notes" skill my high school teacher tried to drill into me.*
Sorry for the gap. I will try to make up for it.
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*Long long ago. Back when pushing on a key moved a lever that moved a lever that moved a lever that moved a piece of metal up to strike an inked ribbon. By pure finger power. Ask your parents...
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