Tonight I wrote the most beautiful blog. It even brought my dog, Bear, to tears. I was near to posting and publishing it... just some finishing touches to be done. I noticed my wife drifting off to sleep and so I put my laptop (the lovely Tess) down in order to pray with her. It seemed like the right thing to do. While I was praying... somebody picked up the phone. I was immediately booted off-line. 45 minutes of work vanished in some fiber-optic cable somewhere under an unknown street near the east coast. I wonder if this ever happened to Rembrandt.