Yesterday I had to stop Robert Plant in the middle of Black Dog, unplug the earphones and let the big, bad modem slide in to take up the entire left side of the keyboard. On the right we already had an iPod and a hard drive which meant the mouse had to stay out which meant I had to use the finger pad thing which opened a whole new dimension of frustration. I hate this modem. Some days I want to tie it around my ankle and jump in the pool. ...