
If you read this site now and then, you know I am a total hysteric.
I am not centered. I am not calm. I am not sanguine. I am not even particularly rational.
The only thing left is funny and with some common sense sprinkled in.
My internet connection has been down for 4 hours. Imagine my state.
The first two hours were OK—I breathed deeply. I contacted the phone company—they offered to email me when it came up. Well, if they could frickin’ email me, I would know it was up, wouldn’t I?
Then…I said, OK will do desk work. I did desk work.
More desk work.
Desk work is so weird—there is no typing.
So I wrote this.
I cursed the day electricity was invented. That made me feel a little better. Actually a lot better—I like gravity, but electricity has kicked up some problems.
I tried breathing again. Nothing.
Why are some of us such idiots? Man, I would be rich if I knew that.
I do know with all our tweeting twatting phoning commenting browsing surfing texting sexting drilling down blogging—this is gradually killing us, not enlightening us.
Ommmmm.
So now I am one with everything?
Well, everything would include internet—so no.
By the way, do you think it’s true that the internet is God’s brain?




















