It lives!

It had been more than a month. More than a month since he left La belle province. More than a month since he stopped taking the bus to work. More than a month since he entered his now transformed hellhole. More than a month since he abandonned his blazingly fast Internet connection...

This morning, when the problem was finally fixed and his modem stopped showing him the red light of death, he felt that this had not been such a bad experience. Perhaps being offline for a month had allowed him to attain a certain level of zen, or perhaps he had really gone mad.

He was nevertheless very happy because he knew that he could now finish setting up his office, a task that he had put off since arriving because he just couldn't stand to look at his computer in its isolated state.

So there you have it dwellers of the virtual universe, I'm back. My posts should therefore regain some sort of regularity and lion taming tips should also be back soon.

This whole ordeal has left me with only one question: What could have pushed one of the previous tenants to physically sever his or her own phone line? I'll get back to you with the answer if I ever find out.

Until next time, take care of yourselves.

R.

Live

You just haven't experienced music until you've heard it played live. The energy from the artists and the vibrations from the speakers add a dimension to the sound that just can't be reproduced on a CD. If you've never seen a band in concert, try to do it as soon as possible.

Offline still

Maybe warning the Bell people about the lion wasn't the best idea, he thought while sitting in front of his useless computer.

Comments

First of all, gracias senor Crescenet para su commentario, and for trying to help me out in these depressing times, depressing as far as my computer is concerned anyways.

Live in Brazil? Looking for an Internet provider? Check out the comment to post #16. Be warned that I don't know anything about the company mentionned so don't take this as a recommendation. Before signing up, do what you should do when you get into any contract, search the Web for reviews and comments from existing or past customers.

Hasta luego.

R.

Madness

I have been without an Internet connection at home for three weeks now.

I might be going mad.

Of course, I might already be mad and not be aware of it. After all, do crazy people know they're crazy?

I don't feel crazy, but then again, I keep ranting about lions and surfing and writing a book without any content which I am sure will sell well.

Mmm… I'll reflect on this and get back to you.

Are you crazy and aware of it? Do you find yourself laughing more than sane people?

Lion taming tip # 16

If you think you're going crazy, find someone else to take care of your lion, but before you do, make sure the lion isn't imaginary.

Strange friends and normal strangers

I receive the comment almost everyday now: "You're a strange one, you know?". My reply is most always the same "Yeah, I know". You just can't go around buying topless sandals and listening almost exclusively to CBC radio without knowing that there's something quirky about you. But is that such a bad thing? I myself never look for normalcy in people. My friends all have certain qualities that make them unique and even a little strange and that's just how I like them. Ask yourself this: if I wasn't me and you weren't you, would we have as much fun?

Normalcy is boring and strangeness is interesting. Living without being noticed is not living at all.

Internetlessness

The first green light comes to life, followed by the second one. Only one left. Will the suffering end? Will the box which has not been much more than a paperweight for the past three weeks be brought back to the state it once was? The third light lights up as most lights do in this situation, but instead of presenting a soothing green colour to the spectator, it shows him a clear red, indicating to him that the box will remain lifeless for yet another evening.

The show ends in sadness and disapointment. The lone spectator leaves the room dejected, hoping for the next day, hoping that he will see green instead of red

Tonight, the lights will be brought to life once more and its spectator will pray to the Internet gods that he will finally be able to bask in the green light of connectivity.