Hello. I’m coming to you from my Powerbook G4 Devining Rod. It’s the latest in high tech dowsing electronics. It doubles as an upper body fitness machine and aides in the development of one-handed keyboarding skills.
I’ve spent the entire last week wandering around the front yard of the Florida bungalow trying to find enough signal strength to communicate with the rest of the world. At one point, I was sitting in the road in the middle of 16th Ave. NE. trying to IM with Hoss. Since it’s constructed of brick pavers it wasn’t real comfy. And I lost my connection every other line. And I almost got run over thrice.
The thing is this: I can get some signal some times by sitting on the park bench in front of our St. Pete bungalow. But just when I go to type a comment or switch to a different blog, the signal disappears. I don’t think Big Ernie wants me to pirate wi-fi. But don’t you think signals in space should be free? I mean, if people can pick up FM radio in their fillings, shouldn’t I be able to just use whatever wi-fi signal is out there?
I had one pre-dated post wishing Abby a happy birthday that went up yesterday but I haven’t really gotten much beyond that. I stopped by a couple places in the neighborhood and I tried to pick up my e-mail.
Right now, I’m at the Tampa airport headed home and it’s the same deal. At the moment I have no signal but if I hold my laptop straight out in front of me and wander first towards the women’s room and then towards the bar and finally wave it up and down in front of the window facing the runway I’ll get enough signal to post this. Maybe.
I’m looking forward to seeing you all very soon. I’ve missed you.