Everything I have written tonight has slipped into a parallel universe--not that it will do any good THERE, either. I started to write the same rant three times, and three times it disappeared. Now I know why I love manual typewriters so much.

It's bad enough trying to get letters printed in the lousy Utica O-D. THIS is really pissing me off. I think I'll finish up here before I wind up smashing $2,000 worth of computer equipment that isn't yet paid for, and drink a beer or do a crossword or something--something ANALOG.