Vengeance Upon the Laptop

The Great Paint Striping Contest did not come to pass this weekend. My wife’s laptop died Saturday morning, and it took all the “homework” she brought home from the office with it. In case you’re wondering, it is a bad sign when your computer gives you this message: “Press the “H” key to search for the hard drive.”

The (sorry, piece of shit HP) laptop in question joined the growing list of electronic appliances forcibly ejected from our home. It languished in the woods until I felt more responsible and adult like; then I retrieved it so it could be disposed of properly (i.e. “recycled” and sent to China to pollute their environment).

Once Ms. Scarlet recovered from her melt-down, she spent the rest of Saturday at the office rewriting the entire story.

Sunday, we went to Little Rock in search of a replacement and found one.

By the time we made it back to the Devil Queen, we only had enough time to complete some minor interior projects (priming, puttying nail holes, and applying polyurethane).

We intend to revisit our paint stripping death-match next weekend.

For those of you worried about our son, don’t worry. He is exiled to his grandparents anytime solvents or strong chemicals are used or we’re paint scraping. He’s happy and healthy, and we’d like to keep him that way.

Ms. Scarlet ran off with my camera today, so no pictures.