Waiting for the Man

Posts will be few and far between while I wait for my Internet connection to be setup at my new house. I'm just biding my time, setting on the stoop, and waiting for old man broadband to come around the bend.

For a diehard weblogger like myself this is a peculiar feeling of disconnection. How can I survive without Google or my favorite cable news channels? I find myself listening to AM radio and peering through the window of streetside newsboxes at the latest headlines. When I needed to lookup a local business I discovered I don't even have the yellow pages anymore.

The new house is coming along slowly. The past few days have been a frenzy of moving, cleaning, and furniture arrangement. You never really know your spouse until you assemble a complicated set of bunkbeds together, fumbling with bolts and Allen wrenches while balancing slats and headboards in a madcap game of Twister. The fact that both of us have survived the challenges of recent days with our senses of humor intact and only a few bumps and bruises - this is nothing less than a true trumpets-and-angels type of miracle.