I have recently been backing up files just in case some hacker with a nefarious purpose sees fit to reach down from the ether and destroy my hard drive. I'm imagining that this hacker, of undisclosed age, religion, and gender, spends his or her days in the bowels of an office building (perhaps belonging to the Partido Popular) occasionally emerging, blinking, into the Madrid sun for a bocadillo.
In any case, I found this photo in my archives. Taken in very early 2006, when a certain medievalist visited me, it proves once again that Spanish professors do have lives.
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Somehow, despite malfunctioning snowshoes and losing my Treo, it turned out to be a great day.
Maybe you had a great day because you lost your Treo.
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