First Time for Everything

I am old enough to remember when the Internet wasn't ubiquitous, chat rooms were the waves of the future, and everything was saved on a floppy disk. Academia has forced me into the future and I fear for the safety of my computer. Yesterday, I started screaming at a Precor treadmill b/c I couldn't figure out all the bells and whistles. So, if you happen to be in the IS building and you see a laptop sailing out the window...well...it's probably me.