I got a new PowerBook on Friday, it stopped working shortly thereafter. More later when I know how this ends.

For some twisted reason this reminded me of a passage from the miscellaneous section of Bartlett’s Familiar Quotations:

It is so soon that I am done for,
I wonder what I was begun for.

Epitaph of a child who died at the age of three weeks

I remember finding that back in college and being blown away by it. Now, as a parent, it just freaks me out. I’m continually thankful for modern science. My mind often makes bizarre connections without asking first; garbage in, garbage out.