My ThinkPad is in the shop for (scheduled) warranty repair service on its screen -- which has been frequently shifting into a wonderland of pink and cyan ghosts and streaks, as well as occasionally just going black. Display problem or ribbon cable problem, almost certainly. Dropped it off at the shop last evening, should have it back tomorrow afternoon.
Meantime, I'm back on the ThinkPad T40 which I was using earlier. Mercifully it still has FireFox still installed on it; less so, I removed all the cached history, links, RoboForm stuff, etc. Some bits are still present, but it's pretty close to running on a stripped-down machine, whereas I am totally spoiled by the highly-customized computing environment I normally play in.
Oh, yeah, and back to the teeny-tiny 640x480 desktop. Bleah.
Hopefully the repairs will work. Even more hopefully, they'll have them done before Monday, when I head off for another trip.
UPDATE: Well, it's not quite so bad as that. Outlook syncs to this machine okay, I've been able to get Sync2It working (sorta), too, and a couple of other things. No Jaeger, alas (I haven't been backing my Jaeger DB to a network drive), no Thunderbird, and a few other files not accessible, but not quite so much woe-is-me, just sort of some annoying irks that won't make the next couple of days any easier.
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