Well, I got a new job. Starting Monday, I am working at NASA Ames research facilities as a contract Macintosh technician. I will be rolling Mac OS X out onto Mac OS 9 boxes. Then, after three weeks, I get to start swapping out old machines for new ones. This means that lots of Cubes will be going to their graves under my watch. I'm imagining that I will have to carpool for this affair. It's a long commute.
I certainly don't want to have to drive those long miles every damn morning.
Wile E. is dead. My parents put him down yesterday and burried him in the back yard. I feel sad, but I'm sure they're doing much worse. We originally got him for me: never take a 10 year old to see a litter of puppies and expect not to go home with one.
I don't know that I can say much more about Wile E., Wiley, (we spelled it both ways). Wiley was a unique animal, and never shall there be another like him on this Earth.