Internet connection is broken at home. No word from Comcast beyond “We’re working on it.” Combine that with a lack of central air conditioning and an abundance of hot, muggy air, and that equals finding another place to be.
Unfortunately, the only free wireless that’s open late has a really annoying and loud folk-musician playing and he’s getting on my nerves. Folk music should not be loud and amplified, people. Or maybe I’m just irritated at the heat, tired from lack of sleep, and angry at not being able to surf at home away from all the frigging people. I can’t think and write in this atmosphere.
Well, at least it’s nice and cool. And eventually the loud-folk-guy will leave. Right? Right?