Thursday, June 16, 2005

Remote

My computer has wireless internet. I’m typing from the middle of the set. Want to become the most popular person on a set? Get wireless internet.

We are all in here for 15 hours a day, isolated from the rest of the world. We don’t know what’s on TV, we don’t know what’s going on in the news, we don’t know if it’s day or night. It’s kinda like we’re on a bender in a Vegas casino. Only without the slot machines and strippers. We do have the occasional feathered boa though.

So when wireless internet appears everyone flocks to it as though it holds the key to the outside world. And it does. I turned it on this morning and found out that the Spurs and the Pistons were in the NBA Finals. What happened to Shaq? I just don’t know, the article didn’t say. I also found out that Nancy Reagan fell down in a hotel. I’m still not quite sure why that is news. But if it weren’t for wireless internet I would have missed out on that tidbit.

Also, can you believe that a judge is allowing a divorce in Jerry Lee Lewis’ sixth marriage? I’m not surprised about the divorce, I’m surprised that he is still alive. I seriously thought the dude was dead. Didn’t he die? Seriously.

I have to go now, close up the computer – and the world - and go back to my cave. If anything of note occurs, send a courier pigeon.

1 comment:

Blogger said...

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