Friday, December 23, 2011
masking the scent of death and decay with springtime potpourri
How do you like your machines?
Here is what happened this morning.
I always start work by checking my email. This time, I could not get anywhere.
My modem has completely died.
It was an old modem. It worked nicely. In fact, I was the very first person here in my little non-gay lakeside community to have DSL.
That is the truth.
When I called my service provider (keep in mind this was very early), they talked me through all this dumb stuff for, like, 45 minutes.
[actually, it was exactly 45. I checked my phone record.]
I do not even own a "landline" at my house.
Unplug your modem.
Unplug your router.
Plug them back in.
Reboot your computer.
It was all very dumb.
I did all that shit, like twice, while I was on hold and answering a computerized but pleasant-sounding female voice.
They finally decided that my old modem was dead, and they would need to send me a new one.
I am not certain if there are less-convenient days for a DSL provider to decide you need a new modem than two days before Christmas.
So I am blogging from my iPad.
I have this really cool wireless keyboard built in to my iPad's case.
It's not like I really need the internet, or shit like that, for a few days. I was doing some writing work (which did not include composing a goddamned autobiography) entirely offline, anyway.
I need to go outside and feed the horses.