It's a tale any parent would recognize: now that my sniffles are nearly dried up and I no longer sound like Tom Waits and can speak several sentences without a coughing fit, my daughter Mira has come down with something and is in bed with a fever. Not only that, but the left mouse button on my trackpad has stopped working (what, you think I'm not attached to my machines?) and the EIFv2 has come back with a weakened constitution and atrophied muscles.