Tonight my computer froze and had to be re-booted, and then mysteriously failed to connect to the network for internet access (which was, sadly, lacking in thrills or pseudonyms, if you exclude the choice phrases I nicknamed the computer). My wife helped a bit, and then I took the start she gave me and took it across the goal line, until the connection mysteriously re-connected as thrillingly as I originally lost it. I nearly lost it when I lost it, but I am proud I only felt pangs of frustration and did not vent my frustration in a fashion worthy of the dragon Smaug.
I'm pondering www.gurdonark.com. I see it in my vision. Like a mystery thriller by a pseudonymous artist.
