September 3, 2004
Born under a dark electrical cloud
We arrived at my family’s house in the Berkshires to discover that both phones and many of the lights are fried. Apparently, there was a lightning strike. Or maybe it’s just my bad electrical mojo running ahead of me.
So, I had to drive around with Netstumbler to find a working, open wifi hotspot in town. (Yay for free wifi.) It’s gone this afternoon, though. So, I have 12 minutes remaining on the public Internet in the local library. Must type faster…