Well, I had a lovely day up here in Berkeley today with Mom. Unfortunately, I'm still here, rather than back home. One minute I was happily cruising down the freeway and the next, I was unhappily cruising down the freeway, with no power, fRed having just died. So there I was, coasting at 60 mph and deccelerating rapidly, 10:00 at night, with five lanes of traffic rushing around me. I managed to get over to the side safely (through three of the lanes) and call AAA. The tow truck actually showed up fairly quickly, and took me back here to Mom's place. The tow truck driver was a fairly nice guy. Sort of hard to understand, but he seemed to be singing an old toothpaste commercial involving a train that was apparently very funny. Anyway, I hope we can get fRed fixed tomorrow, but I don't know what the chances are on a Sunday. Luckily, I don't have to be at work again until Tuesday, but hopefully things will get sorted out sooner than that.