Your host is still without the internets at the adjunct buzz.mn HQ; this is posted from a neighborhood coffee shop where the internet is free, the décor Alaskan and the coffee tastes moldy gasoline. In a way, I’m not entirely happy to be back on the internet; last night it was a relief not to have a browser window open, to be spared the necessity of banging the reload button like a crack-addled monkey in a Skinner box. I was out of touch. Off the grid, out of the loop. The front page of the paper might actually contain a surprise or two tomorrow: been a while.
To compound the isolation: in the evening I attended the annual curriculum meeting at school, where the teacher explained what she’d be teaching and explaining. Before I entered the school I was engaged in a crucial text-message exchange; inside the school I lost the signal. I had to leave the meeting to walk outside and point the phone at the stars and bounce my text off the heavens, hoping the bits pierced the veil of rain. NO SIGNAL. What is this, the 19th century? After the meeting Then I went to the local coffeehouse to sop up the free wifi and hoover up the news, sift through the unapproved comments on buzz.mn. The café was full – greybeards tapping away, teens punching in OMG LOL into their cells. One man sat by the window reading a newspaper, untethered to the net, reading with slow deliberation. He seemed utterly content.
Do you ever step away? If not, why? Sleep doesn’t count.
Back later today with something-or-other; it depends. We’ll try something different today. We all need a break from the same old link-snark-link-snark routine. Uh – a grainy jerky video about something? Exactly.


No internets
Well, I guess that explains the lack of Bleatage this morning.
I'll occasionally be offline for a couple of days at a time, most notably when I go visit my parents. They've got a computer and a dial-up connection, but my niece has so clogged their computer with spyware and other detritus that it takes forever to just take a look at my e-mail on that machine, so I tend to avoid it. And, I find that, by the time I get back home, I'm vibrating like a caffeine junkie, waiting to get online. :-)