I'm going to give a

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I'm going to give a brief testimonial about BadCopy Pro. I tried this application today for the first time, and it works great. I saved Laurel's bacon after the disk containing her one and only copy of her multi-page paper "went bad". It was giving me the usual "Do you want to format this disk?" error, and all hope appeared loss. I found BadCopy via a Google search, tried the free trial version, which said it could recover her data, and $40 later, she had her paper back! Forty bucks might be a lot to recover one individual disk or file, but I have so many bad floppies reported to me that it's a good use of the taxpayers' dollars.

Argh! It was extremely windy

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Argh! It was extremely windy here today, and we came home tonight to find that our screen door took such a beating from the wind that the hydraulic hinge came apart, then the door apparently slammed back and forth against the front door, driving the remnants of said hinge into the wood of the front door over and over and over. Now I need TWO new doors on the house. Secretly, I blame the paperboy who comes in the afternoon, but I don't see how I'd ever prove that.

I got the car back

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I got the car back this morning, after paying the bill. The mechanic said it was "unsafe" to drive it the way I had been. I guess that makes me a daredevil! Actually, the struts were so far gone that a couple other pieces in the rear suspension had to be replaced too, which is what ran the bill up so far. However, the car is much easier to drive now that it's not bouncing all over the road.

Today was a very blah

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Today was a very blah day. The car is fixed, I'm picking it up tomorrow, with a nice $412 repair bill. I had them replace the rear struts while it was in the shop, as my spine couldn't take much more of the current ones. Nothing exciting at work, just the usual stuff. I was feeling very productive, having gotten a user's new computer all ready for delivery only a few hours after it arrived via UPS, so I e-mail the user, expecting them to be thrilled, only to get a vacation auto-reply saying they're gone for the next week or so. Buzzkill.