I've spent lots of time in the last couple of weeks getting to know my new desktop computer, which came with the latest Mac OS, Tiger. Tiger isn't exactly new, but I'm not an early adopter. I was able to field test it with all of my work and play applications while my laptop was still standing by, just in case. Within a few days I was smitten with its wonderfulness and ready to upgrade the laptop as well. So now both of my workspaces match and even synchronize with each other with some minor effort from me. Don't you love technology when it works!

The new machine came with a skateboarding video game(!). I could barely watch the intro movie, remembering Evan's broken jaw from rollerblading a few years ago. Oddly, watching kids on bikes doesn't remind me of Noel breaking his leg. It's seeing kids in casts, or seeing doctors put the saw to a cast on a kid's leg -- that vision will never leave me. He was fine pretty quickly after the trip to the hospital, except for needing repairs to his cast, but the fear I felt watching the blade inching down to his leg to take the cast off still gives me shivers.

On the non-tech side of life, Claire and I enjoyed dinner and a play this week, now that she has evenings free. Last week she finished her hunter safety course to get her provincial hunting licence. Fear not, gentle readers, she shuns the plaid shirt and earflapped cap, but simply wants to legally go forward to learn falconry, where the bird is classified as the "firearm."