It was midnight. The witching hour. And also my bedtime. As I was coming back to the family room from brushing my teeth, I heard an exclamation of frustration. I walked in and found my wife scowling. ...

I've lost count of how many times I've accidentally closed a Chrome tab I meant to keep open. One second I'm just trying to rearrange my tabs, and the next -- gone. No warning, no chance to hit ...