A lot of tension at work, most of it centered around Charlie and Frank Robinson. I overheard Charlie apologizing to him. Still don’t know for what, exactly, but likely connected to Heinlein’s obit.

The first section of the issue is finally done, though it was a long, irritating process. The computer crashed every few minutes, and it took me more than three hours just to get out pages 57, 58, and 59.

Somewhat to my amazement, I was able to start home a little after six. I gave Robinson a ride home. “Locus is a high pressure place, isn’t it?” he commented in the car.

The computer crashes were likely the result of using Aldus Pagemaker, an unbearably buggy early DTP program.