Somebody pinch me! I’m typing this from a bucket truck next to the 40-foot tower this guy Rick had to bury in 5 feet of cement next to my house, to which tower he then attached some kind of radio, to which radio I then attached my laptop. It’s been over 2 months in the making, but I think I now have an internet connection at El Rancho Deluxe.
I didn’t think I’d miss the internet all that much, but that prediction has proven to be inaccurate. It turns out I need the internet to live. For the past week, for example, they’ve had to lock me in a darkened room, in restraints, and with an IV drip of room temperature Cool Whip, to keep me from clawing my own eyes out. I only just found out today that Obama won the election.
Well, that’s all behind me now. Let the healing begin.