Notes Scribbled During the Internet Outage
I worked from home for the past two days. I noticed crews digging up the neighborhood electrical and whatnot boxes yesterday when I took the dog for a walk. Today they have moved into the open area behind my backyard, which I watch over as I work from my third-floor window.
All day long I’ve watched a fellow dig a larger and larger hold right behind my backyard.
All day long I’ve wondered: When is he going to hit a wire?
He just did.
- I knew it! I knew my luck couldn’t hold, that there would be some outage.
- Does the cable company even know who these people are? Who are these people?
- Do the people know they have broken anything? Should I go say something?
- A Supervisor came to ask about my cable TV and internet. His vest was labelled “SUPERVISOR”. I confirmed the cable is completely gone.
- Does the Supervisor think I’m watching TV all day?
- Man, why do I work on the Internet? It goes away so easy… I should do construction or sculpture or something more permanent.
- I never have this much to write about when I want to make stupid little posts on the Internet. If it weren’t for the outage, I’d be a Twitter-fiend right about now.
- Why did I never activate mobile posting for Twitter? (Oh yeah, because my cell phone sucks…)
- Why didn’t the mobile activation for Jaiku work? At least then I could tell Nowell and Kristen about my woes.
- They are using a rad little tool that bores its way from one big hole to another. It has a tempo of ~94bpm and a super regular rhythm with a lovely mechanical *tink* at the end. Groovin.
- Why do I work on the Internet again? I should have one of these awesome boring tools and could bore through anything.
- Now I can’t stop thinking of stupid jokes about the similarities between being a professional writer and a professional ‘borer’.
- The Supervisor is in the hole. Even three floors up, I can recognize a coaxial crimper thingy.
- Is it just me, or does that little spin at the end of crimping coax just make you look cool? Even Supervisor guy looks suave attaching those ends.
- A globe just appeared over my network connection – we’re back!
- And Supervisor is actually waving at my office window for confirmation of the fix – big thumbs up, man!
- So I’m back. Catastrophe averted. Life path resumed.
I still don’t know who these people are, but at least they seem benevolent.

