More fun with nonagenarians: all afternoon, my dad was complaining about how bad his eyes were getting. He said his vision had gotten so much worse since yesterday that his reading glasses weren't working at all. This went on for more than an hour, while he kept taking the glasses off and putting them back on, to see if his vision was recovering or not. Only after having handled the glasses dozens of times did he notice that one of the lenses had popped out. Now we must go on a lens hunt, as he has no idea of when it was lost. I'm hoping he didn't drop it down the toilet.
It's warm today, and I'm actually using the new computer and it isn't crashing! Take that, Sluggo!