We finally got wireless internet… um… yesterday. Not years ago like the rest of the world. Whatever. No one ever accused us of being cutting edge.

“If your friends bring their laptops when they come over, just have them do this and this and—they’re set!” said Dane.

“What do you think my friends and I do when they come over?” said I.

“I don’t know,” said Dane, “but if you made coffee and had free wifi, I bet they’d come over more often.”

Me: “… ?”

So far the whole wireless thing hasn’t impacted my social life any, but I did check my email from the kitchen counter while making breakfast this morning.

And now I’m trying to convince myself that typing with the laptop literally on my lap is really really fun and useful. Mostly I think I’m more productive when sitting at a desk.

I may officially be an old stick in the mud.