Between Worlds or How I Survived The Twilight Zone

I have this working theory that when we’re not looking to do something, it just falls right into our laps. There we are, all happy dancing because we found ourselves in Passionland. All is right with the world.

I was going along happily blogging, graduating from Blogging U’s 101 course, and actually registered for 201. I was looking forward to going forward here. But it was not supposed to be, at least not at that moment. Somewhere in the great Blogosphere there were little gremlins heading in my direction, and sure as shootin’ they dropped into my blissful world, and cut the cord; that connection to the internet cord. Even in the WiFi universe there is a connection cord, albeit, an invisible one, and those gremlins feasted on my little laptop and I found myself sitting here, ready to post something or other, but there was this little problem of having to have internet access to do this. It’s not like I could go down to the post office (do you remember the post office? It’s that place that closes on holidays, and Sundays, and raises the price of stamps at the drop of a postman’s hat) and put my blog in the mail.

It was the weirdest feeling, not being able to just get online when I wanted to, and be all busy making posts and reading other’s offerings. But I couldn’t. I managed one or two at the beginning. Then the snows rolled in, making life all the more chaotic. But I wondered, what would I be doing if I was living back before electricity?

In a perfect world, this would have happened in summer when I could go out and not have to trudge through snow that was way higher than corn grows by the fourth of July – you know, knee high by the 4th of July? Never heard of it? Well, take my word for it.

I kept singing, every night before bed, ‘The sun will come out tomorrow,’ and it finally did! TWO days in a row! I was flabbergasted. I didn’t know what to do. But then, this morning when the snows were to return, I couldn’t take it. I grabbed my laptop, jumped in my half car, zoomed down to Mr. PM Computers, and dropped off my ailing connection to the world. And on a whim, as I was passing Best Buy, I did a most spontaneous thing. I just went in, picked up a new laptop and came home. Twelve hours later, I’m here writing this blog. Doesn’t that just sound lovely?

Thus my adventures in Pioneer Living in the 21st century has come to an end.