Computer problems are enough to drive one up the wall. Last night four technicians in four separate phone calls told me they were going to connect me with a more advanced tech, and each time the call was dropped. I'm a fairly patient person, but by call five I will admit I was pretty tight-jawed. It would seem that not all problems were solved last night, so this entry is short. Between battling the computer and wrestling with the wood stove, what I might have to say would probably be bleeped anyhow.
As Miss Scarlett would say, "Tomorrow is another day."