Back To My Dialup Roots and Reveling In My Dirtiness
So, this weekend I was in the Atwood region in Ohio for a company meeting at the Atwood Lodge. Which if a very nice hotel, don’t get me wrong. There’s just no high speed internet…and the thought of using dialup turns my stomach. However, I bravely marched with my laptop, built in modem, and also a detachable modem, just in case I’m having problems with the built in one. So, I get there, I’m able to connect, and everything is beautiful. Ten minutes later, i lose my connection and when AOL (whimpers) tries to dial out, the modem sounds like it’s having a seizure or something. It’s like…it was screaming its death cry to me. So, I rebooted the computer, and tried to dial out again, and it sounded half way dead, but it was able to connect. So, I was connected for about 3-4 minutes and it died again.
So, I thought to myself, it’s my POS laptop and it’s overheating and it’s affecting the modem, lovely. No worries, I thought. I would just get out my trusted detachable modem, plug it in, install it, and away I shall go. Mind you that I bought this detachable modem in the Atwood area last year ’cause I was having problems with my modem, mind you different problems. So, I get it installed and everything was lovely in the land of Casey. Well, until I rebooted my computer and turned on AOL. Apparently it didn’t like my modem (even though it worked last year…what the crap?) and AOL didn’t even recognize it. I did EVERYTHING I could think of and still, I was denied love. So, I was reduced to using the internet for about 10 minutes at a time and then shutting my computer down for 30-60 minutes. Freaking efficiant.
So, in between down times over the weekend, I got to thinking about pre-highspeed and I would would muddle through the internet, chatting with people, emailing, and porn (but just pics, downloading porn movies was, well, not an option!). And, mind you that, why dialup was never *this* bad when I was using it all of the time, I still shuddered to think about it, truely. I mean, downloading updates to windows was measured in hours, not minutes. And, well, dialup porn just makes me feel all dirty inside. And, you know, not the good type of dirty.
So, while pondering my dialup roots, I’ve discovered something. While people may think it’s great to reconnect with their roots and rediscover them, I’ve found that they are roots for a reason. While the flower is beautiful and on top for everyone to see, when you get to those roots and take a look at them, there’s a reason why they are stuck in the ground, hidden from view.
