Bad Omen

I meant to write that first post even sooner after being laid off. On Monday I was in Capitol Hill two hours early for a meeting at Hugo House, and I took my laptop to the little Tully's with the wooden door on Broadway there. Got a coffee, sat down at the table, booted up the laptop--and it immediately crashed. I tried rebooting two or three more times--same result. Now pressing the power button doesn't bring anything up on the screen at all. My laptop is dead.

Timing? Perhaps this was the protest of my handwritten journal, sitting in another pocket of the same pack, against it's high-tech usurper...or perhaps the first pebble of the infrastructure avalanche that begins now, with the layoff. Things that go, and can't be replaced. I'm going to look into the cost of getting it repaired, but for now I'll be writing blog posts on my desk PC at home.