If it ain’t broke – don’t fix it I say!
So, I’m on dial –up…
I’ve always been on dial-up. I am one of perhaps only a dozen or so, world-wide, left on this wind-blasted, cold, forsaken island that I call D’Isle-Up.
Sure, faster access to the www would be nice. And I hear the ‘net is in colour, now. And I sure wish that I could get moving pictures off of that there YouTube.
But maybe I got somethin’ better…Maybe I got moxie, stick-to-it-tiveness and good old-fashioned loyalty.
And maybe I’m just cheap.
But while you’re all over there enjoying yourself on the MySpace; having cybersex with each other’s avatars on the Second Life; downloading episodes of According to Jim on the BitTorrent; I’m back here like flippin’ Prospero in the Tempest or perhaps The Professor on Gilligan’s Island, doing what I do, with an endurance and stoicism not seen since Rush Limbaugh’s fight with prescription painkiller abuse.
My name is Mr Trivia.
And I’m on dial-up.
Elevate the Insignificant