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   the adage she was searching for
Thursday, June 6 2002
This morning Gretchen took a car service to Long Island College Hospital in Brooklyn Heights for the sole purpose of eating a small weakly-radioactive tablet of iodine. Tomorrow, then, she will go back in to have her thyroid gland radiologically photographed to determine whether or not she has some sort of nascent goiter, a near-certainty according to her endocrinologist. "But," Gretchen said suspiciously, "it might be a case of [I supplied the adage she was searching for: 'When you have a hammer, all your problems start looking like nails']."
This evening I spent considerable time having bad luck with the installation of a new motherboard in my main computer. I would boot the thing and it would work for a few seconds and then crash every time. It had even worse reliability than my mother's old computer. But then I tried remounting the heat sink on the Athlon XP processor. The next time I booted it, it came up perfectly. Evidently the precise placement of the heatsink on those processors is a paramount concern.
Meanwhile Ray was visiting, sitting on the couch with Gretchen, drinking the only beer in our refrigerator (since he seemed to want it a lot more than I did). Gretchen was doing much better this evening and had requested that he bring her a piece of chocolate cake.

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