I will say this, mornings always make everything better.
Some questions that have been asked in the comments (I will be getting to them all, but here’s a scattering):
Mitch: I was wondering, what should I read to prepare myself for Dark Wolverine? I don’t want to miss something because I don’t know all of the back story.
Don’t worry about the back story. Daniel and I will take care of that part in the first issue so that everyone who isn’t familiar with the character will know just what’s going on with him.
Jeff: Is that a Macbook Pro you’re working on?
Why yes, it is.
It wasn’t until the fifth grade that I had any regular exposure to computers. Up until then, in my prior school, there was a computer room—but it was kept under lock and key, and we were only allowed access once a week, and that was to play carefully monitored games that really were not that fun, and didn’t teach us a thing about actual computer use. We weren’t even allowed to turn them on.
Cue change in schools. There was another computer lab, and in the beginning we only had access through our class—but each time we went in, we learned basic computing skills. At first, simple typing—which, I’m sure all the young whippersnappers learn in the womb nowadays, but in my generation—aged though it might be—that was a skill not all of us were familiar with. Of course, then we moved on to word processing, games (Oregon Trail, or the Donner Party, or whatever it was called), and so on. I don’t believe we had access to the internet. Or if we did, it wasn’t something that interested me all that much.
Anyway. Typing was fun. Writing stories into a computer was fantastic. I wrote epics, man. Fantasy stories, even then. There’s one that I don’t think has survived, but I hammered that sucker out—and it was only supposed to be something short, about five or ten pages—but 
mine turned out to be a novel in disguise, and even though it was unfinished, the first three chapters of a book went a long way to the teacher. I wrote it all, and other projects, on this little computer. Look familiar?
Fast forward to high school. Still using the same computers (except there had been some upgrades to Macintosh Plus). I helped fix them—added memory, soldered here and there, and so on—but now there were some Macintosh SE types pushing in to the computer lab, and those were good for computer games. And there was internet access. Something I still wasn’t really into—not even email—but by the time I graduated from high school, I had begun to dip my toes into HTML.
Note: I didn’t have internet access at home during this time. Computers with a modem were way too expensive, and it just didn’t seem like a necessity. I did, however, have a Macintosh Centris 650—which seemed like the coolest, wildest, thing ever. Man, I loved that computer.
I made the switch to PCs in my first year of college. I don’t know why now, but I suspect it had to do with cost. I had internet access for the first time on my personal computer, though! It was fantastic! I discovered all kinds of online resources, including fandom for all my favorite cartoons! Yes, very useful. The PC era lasted until law school. I used a Toshiba laptop for most of that time. And then, this happened. Remember the iBook SE? Those adorable computers with all the cool colors?
I am so shallow (but mine was lime green).
And then I bought the iMac DV/SE, because it wasn’t enough to have a laptop for law school business (here’s a secret about law school: everyone is LAPTOP CRAZY), and that satisfied my Mac hunger until the next generation of iMacs (the flat panel kind), though by about that time I was beginning to learn a rather unsavory truth about the newer Macintosh computers, which is that they no longer seemed to last as long as they used to. Now, maybe I simply use my laptops and desktops more than the average person (which is a distinct possibility), but since 2003 or so, I’ve found that my computers have only been lasting or year or so before undergoing some catastrophic disaster—in the hardware, or software.
This is my peeve. And it’s a serious one, especially given what I do for a living. But I still keep going back because I love the ease of certain features—and because I’ve seen what happens to people who mess with Windows Vista, and I don’t want to go there. Occasionally, because I’m a romantic, I think it would be wonderful to write a story on an old Royal, but I’m sure that would last only as long as the first typo.
But there, the long story to a short question. Yes, again, I have a MacBook Pro. It died on me once last year while I was in China, but I was able to get it fixed. I have an iMac that I should use more often, but my desk is by the window and I’ve been cold lately.
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Five cats just careened through the room, some of them screaming, some growling, and one or two just looking insane. What a normal morning. Oh! There they go again, tumbling out.