Once again, I find the internet isn’t working when I get home. Only this time, neither is the phone — no dial tone. The earliest that AT&T can send someone out is Monday, so if you need me, call me on my cell phone. I’ll be amusing myself like it was 1992. Or cleaning my room.
The occasional musings of Andy Scheffler
Hope you don’t have to call 911!
I am getting the same symptoms. This is slightly annoying.
It has cleared up within a few hours, though.
Somehow, I am imagining your rooms being lit by the flickering glow of candles as you wander around with a cowled robe on. ^o^