D'oh!

Well, I guess I should have backed up the Palm Pilot. Anyway, the data's all gone, and I'm less worried about the notes of whom I've lent which books to (tho somebody's still got Houston Baker on modernism and the Harlem Renaissance) than about the address book, which has gone from a Dickensian crowd of heart-warming eccentrics to a Beckett-like blank space. I'd appreciate y'all backchannelling me contact information (addresses, phone numbers, etc.) so that I can start rebuilding. You know who you are.