We’ve put poor Zoltar in a technologically induced coma (read: he cannot be turned on again until he gets a new hard drive.) He’s on the donor list, but he needs a solid state drive (only the best for my baby!), and his parents are busy moving and getting a new kitten this week, so he’s going to have to wait awhile.
In other news, TheGoodDoctor (Husband’s old desktop replacement) is currently in the hospital with a nasty case of Windows Vista. It’s downright heartbreaking to watch. He’s getting some much needed fluids (read: Linux), so he’ll be OOC for awhile until we see if he will accept the new system. We have him on anti-rejection meds (a USB cooling fan), but all we can do is wait.
Everyone on Noah’s Ark (our server) is pulling for my boys, really they are, but they’re busy playing League of Legends, so yours truly is left with nothing to do but express order an iPad/camera adapter cord and blog picturelessly via Kevin, who is the sort of man you like to take to a frenemy’s engagement party, but not the sort you want to let your nephew hang out
with.
It’s also possible that I could patiently wait my turn while Husband finishes his game and simply switch user profiles on the Ark, but it’s highly unlikely. })I({
What Not To Crochet
A Happy One 
Yeah, I just wanted to make good and sure you all saw how I ended both a sentence AND a paragraph with a preposition there. It had nothing to do with the WP app crashing in the middle of a draft and then insta-publishing when I signed back in. Nope. I screwed it up on PURPOSE. Cuz that’s how I roll, yo.
I have a few kittens you could pick from. (twelve year old kittens… 🙂