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Why is it that, in the place where the Internet was half fucking born, I can't get decent Internet service? Where decent is defined rather liberally (by today's standards) as 384+kbps and reliably on? Right now I'm on a rare (over the past several days rare, anyway) good 50.6k connection. Where "good" is defined as "stays connected and I don't have to redial every five fucking minutes".

I've been sharing this for over two days with the other two occupants since the local free wireless seems to have gone crazy again (= won't assign IPs, and when it will, nothing comes down the pipe) and we don't have any other alternatives.

It's really this last that I'm ranting against -- this shouldn't even be an issue. But I'm out on the back forty of a copper wire loop, so no DSL, and cable and satellite are both unfeasible for various reasons of their own.

It's stupid, I repeat.

AT&T, I beg thee start stringing fiber. Plz?

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Why is it that, in the place where the Internet was half fucking born, I can't get decent Internet service? Where decent is defined rather liberally (by today's standards) as 384+kbps and reliably on? Right now I'm on a rare (over the past several days rare, anyway) good 50.6k connection. Where "good" is defined as "stays connected and I don't have to redial every five fucking minutes".

I've been sharing this for over two days with the other two occupants since the local free wireless seems to have gone crazy again (= won't assign IPs, and when it will, nothing comes down the pipe) and we don't have any other alternatives.

It's really this last that I'm ranting against -- this shouldn't even be an issue. But I'm out on the back forty of a copper wire loop, so no DSL, and cable and satellite are both unfeasible for various reasons of their own.

It's stupid, I repeat.

AT&T, I beg thee start stringing fiber. Plz?

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(if you're not in the HP filter you didn't see the fanfic where I just mentioned "House at Pooh Corner", though I was referring to the book, not this song. not required reading, though --)


Christopher Robin and I walked along
Under branches lit up by the moon
Posing our questions to Owl and Eeyore
As the days passed away all too soon

But I've wandered much farther today than I should
And I can't seem to find my way back to the wood

So help me if you can; I've got to get
Back to the House at Pooh Corner by one
There is so much that is still to be done
Counting the bees in the hive
Chasing the clouds from sky
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh

Winnie the Pooh doesn't know what to do
He's got a honey jar stuck on his nose
He came to me asking help and advice
And from there no one knows where he goes

So I sent him to ask of the Owl if he's here
How to loosen a jar from the nose of a bear

So help me if you can; I've got to get
Back to the House at Pooh Corner by one
There is so much that is still to be done
Counting the bees in the hive
Chasing the clouds from sky
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh

...

There's apparently another verse after that, given a Google, but I didn't learn that at summer camp. I'm starting to get a little annoyed at how many of my "camp songs" were actually just somewhat aged ("aged" vs. late 80s to early 90s, when I was there) pop songs. This particular one was enhanced by the fact that of the various summer camps around the lake, one had a sort of glen that was actually referred to as "Pooh Corner".

Apropos of nothing, I also remember falling in love with Genesis while on a lakeshore sleepout -- someone had a battery-powered boom box, and this is the song that has stuck in my head among the cattails and the boathouse ever since:

Tonight I need your sweet caress
Hold me in the darkness
Tonight you calm my restlessness
You relieve my sadness

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(if you're not in the HP filter you didn't see the fanfic where I just mentioned "House at Pooh Corner", though I was referring to the book, not this song. not required reading, though --)


Christopher Robin and I walked along
Under branches lit up by the moon
Posing our questions to Owl and Eeyore
As the days passed away all too soon

But I've wandered much farther today than I should
And I can't seem to find my way back to the wood

So help me if you can; I've got to get
Back to the House at Pooh Corner by one
There is so much that is still to be done
Counting the bees in the hive
Chasing the clouds from sky
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh

Winnie the Pooh doesn't know what to do
He's got a honey jar stuck on his nose
He came to me asking help and advice
And from there no one knows where he goes

So I sent him to ask of the Owl if he's here
How to loosen a jar from the nose of a bear

So help me if you can; I've got to get
Back to the House at Pooh Corner by one
There is so much that is still to be done
Counting the bees in the hive
Chasing the clouds from sky
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh

...

There's apparently another verse after that, given a Google, but I didn't learn that at summer camp. I'm starting to get a little annoyed at how many of my "camp songs" were actually just somewhat aged ("aged" vs. late 80s to early 90s, when I was there) pop songs. This particular one was enhanced by the fact that of the various summer camps around the lake, one had a sort of glen that was actually referred to as "Pooh Corner".

Apropos of nothing, I also remember falling in love with Genesis while on a lakeshore sleepout -- someone had a battery-powered boom box, and this is the song that has stuck in my head among the cattails and the boathouse ever since:

Tonight I need your sweet caress
Hold me in the darkness
Tonight you calm my restlessness
You relieve my sadness

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...some of my colleagues disagree. One person I was recently talking with had volumes to say about how using the Internet too much threatens to completely remove the human element from your life.

Which makes me ask, "What Internet are you on?"

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...some of my colleagues disagree. One person I was recently talking with had volumes to say about how using the Internet too much threatens to completely remove the human element from your life.

Which makes me ask, "What Internet are you on?"