I had an interesting piece of email this morning: check out the bottom of the entry for 10 Jan 1997. The email was from the same guy... well, the real guy. It seems that his kids were playing on the web one day, unsupervised...

He was probably doing a vanity search (yeah, we all do it! You do it too.) and ran across his name. When he saw what had happened, he muchly chagrained, to say the least. He wrote me a very nice apology.

And probably whupped up on his kids for a two-year-old transgression. I know that I would, anyway.

Easy night, for the first one back. The hospital is full, setting records for the number of people on ventilators and stuff like that... but my main concern, the ED, was not very busy after about midnight.

And that was quite OK with me. Tired, not used to working. Missing my computers, I guess. No, not that... I kinda felt like I needed a break from that project. I've kinda gotta let the Linux settle down in my brain, get comfortable with where it's at, rearrange the furniture, fill up the empty space with doo-dads and gee-gaws.

When I got to work last night, JD had just called, and he left a message saying that they would be here today (Thursday) instead of last night. I hope he;s not having more truck trouble.

And speaking of relatives in trouble... I haven't had any email from Mom for two days now. I hope that she hasn't taken an axe to her computer or something else rash like that...

It's cloudy and gloomy out... cold front moving in, supposed to rain a while, then snow one to three inches... I'm gonna sleep through it all, though.

Like, starting now.