Doubting my ability to stay away from the interwebs and simultaneously maintain my sanity, such as remains, I sought out a techie. I found him here in the caboose.
I took the computer in at 8:45 a.m. At eleven ten I got the call advising me that it was ready to pick up. Now how can you beat that?
And what was the matter? you wonder.
Keyboard. He changed out the keyboard. Better that than the wild imaginings going through my head which included such things as loss of pix and music.
So, I'm b-a-c-k!