I’ll be getting out of town at least for a few days this week to a place where the internet is still dial-up and where an afternoon’s amusement involves inner tubes, a river, and a six-pack. Yes, I’m going to the country. It’s exactly what I need. They city is making me all grumpy and crusty and in need of drink.
I’m not even going to take my cell phone. What, I’m going to make important calls from a fruit stand?
Love, Maikopunk