Good news.
After 11 days without internet access, I’m finally back online. And the proud owner of a new MacBook Pro, thanks to your generosity and my wife’s overworked credit card.
It’s a long, complicated story, and not one I think anyone terribly wants to read.
Suffice it to say it involved the sudden death of my previous MacBook in mid-Tweet. On my wedding anniversary, no less. Followed by a convoluted comedy of errors involving Apple’s usually much better repair department, two non-functioning borrowed computers, and countless hours on the phone trying to figure out why I didn’t have functioning internet service on the rare occasions I had a functioning computer.
The day Apple called to tell me they couldn’t — or more precisely, wouldn’t — repair my laptop was one of the lowest days of my life.
And yet, it lead, just hours later, to one of the most inspiring moments of my life, when the one email address I could access using my phone unexpectedly reported that someone had made a donation to my nearly forgotten PayPal account.
Followed by another. And another.
To say I was stunned is to put it mildly. It never would have occurred to me to ask my closest friends for help buying the replacement laptop I couldn’t afford — let alone people I only know through this blog. Or that anyone would want to dip into their own hard-earned funds to help me get back to writing it.
This is, in many ways, the hardest job I’ve ever had. And by far the most rewarding, even if it doesn’t pay a dime.
Which is something I obviously have to work on.
But thanks to you, I get to keep doing it. And I couldn’t be more grateful.
The donations eventually added up to a little over half the cost of the least expensive MacBook, along with a couple of badly outdated programs that had to be replaced after several years of non-updates before I could access the files I need on a daily basis.
And those are just the ones I had to have to get back to work; there are several others that will eventually need to be replaced before I’m back to full working strength.
So if anyone would still like to contribute, you can send a donation through PayPal to bikinginla at hotmail dot com.
But please, don’t feel obligated. I know as well as anyone how tight money can be these days; your continued readership is more than support enough.
Because it doesn’t matter what I have to say if no one wants to read it.
Finally, allow me to thank my friend thesqueak for filling in for me with Bike Week updates this week while I was still trapped in the seventh level of Unable to Connect to the Internet Hell.
And most of all, to the people listed below who dipped into their own wallets to help rescue me from it.
- Danilla O.
- Jessica D.
- Mark J.
- Vanessa G.
- Todd M.
- Michael E.
- Brian N.
- Nicholas A.
- Joe R.
- Steven H.
- Todd R.
- John L.
- Harris M.
- Chet K.
- Michael B.
- David H.
- Michele C.
- Dave M.
- Philip L.
Update: We can add a few more extremely generous names to that list:
- Vahe G.
- Allen A.
- Robert P.
- Lisa L.
- Richard R.
- Kevin H.
- Natalie C.
- Philip W.
- Gil S.
- Glen S.
- John H.
You guys truly amaze me. I can’t begin to tell you just how touched and humbled you’ve made me feel. And if there’s someone I’ve missed on that list, I sincerely apologize, and thank you as sincerely as I possibly can.
It’s going to take me a few days to get back up to speed. I’ve already spent over four hours today just sorting through the nearly 400 emails that piled up over the last near-dozen days.
Not to mention slogging through my blog to delete the many spam comments that managed to slip through the cracks while I was otherwise occupied.
So bear with me.
I hope to get back to bike news before the weekend, as well as filing in for Damien Newton on Streetsblog on Friday.
And to keep writing this blog as long as you’re willing to read it.
