Apparently a flat-bed trailer with a backhoe on it crashed into a pole and somehow severed the magic cable that makes it possible for me (and 40,000 others) to connect with virtual life.
I had a newsletter due, celebrity news, cute animal news , the ramblings of a Hollywood writer that often makes me shoot coffee out my nose Tammy K's blog and other assorted things to keep up with. BUT NO!
The Internets Were Down.
Apparently the tragic severing happened around 2 pm, but it wasn't until around midnight that we had service again.
So what do you do? You watch a little Mystery Science Theater 3K and go bowling with law students.
And of course Jeffrey has a shirt for that.
I had a few strikes and came in third of eight players. Not that impressive since most of them were drunk and kept yelling "woooooo" and making X-arms and smacking into each other every time they got a strike (when the justice system collapses in a few years, I'll know why). Jeffrey and his Shirt rocked our lane with an impressive 150 or something.
Not bad for a guy who spends most of his time hunched over giant books or perusing NBA highlights online (which was probably why he agreed to go bowling. THE INTERNETS WERE DOWN!)