Look at this: going on noon, and I’m still trying to put up my first post on this computer.
First Peep jumps up onto a cabinet and knocks my Witch Box manuscript behind the radiator, which cannot be moved. This lets me in for 30 minutes of fun, crawling around in a cramped space when I already have a cramp, moving heavy furniture. Finally got it back out.
Sat down at the computer and kablooey, it goes rogue on me. Another half an hour up the spout. What does this machine think it’s doing?
Well, let’s just see if this post actually winds up getting posted. Here goes…