Archives for December 1, 2004

I am soooo overpressed with sail (see yesterday’s blog for details) that I have definitely decided not to post anymore today. Instead I’ll write a piece, visit a couple of galleries, get my hair cut, see Pacific Overtures, and go to bed at a reasonably reasonable hour. But no blogging. None.

If I post anything, don’t read it.

See you tomorrow.

P.S. Our Girl just called from Chicago to say that her modem is temporarily (she hopes) fried. We suggest you make use of the “Sites to See” module of the right-hand column and visit some other cool blog today.

“Laughton belonged to that generation of Englishmen to whom the nature of English social existence in the twenties and thirties was essentially false–pompous and restrictive. Sex had something to do with it–but language, customs, rubric were even more oppressive.

Hooray, it was only the modem cable! A mere $18 poorer, I’m back in business. If only driving to the computer store had been so easy and cheap…story of my horrible day to follow, as soon as I regain feeling in my extremities.

Surprise, it’s the technologically challenged half of ALN! As Terry reported earlier, I’ve been having modem troubles; for a goodly portion of Tuesday I was not able to hold an internet connection for more than a minute or two at a time. I guessed I would need a new USB cable, or a new modem, or even (shudder) a new computer. Well, glory be: for the time being, anyway, a little ingenuity and–I kid you not–Magic Tape seem to have done the trick. Scotch tape always has been one of my favorite office supplies. But I’ve never fixed a computer with it before; Magic, indeed.

So that’s the good news. The bad? The clocks are scowling 3:00 at me. I’m off to bed–further posting will have to wait until midday tomorrow, 3M willing. In the meantime, good night, good morning, and happy December.