Irene's Wrath
As happy as I am to start participating here at Ricochet, my first contribution will be of a rather different nature than I had originally intended. As I am situated in the Tidewater of eastern Virginia, a rather nasty little lady named Irene has necessitated that I evacuate further inland. I have spent the past few days several miles to the west of Williamsburg in rural Charles City, Virginia, where I have been without power, internet, or reliable indoor plumbing, so this little sojourn to a Starbucks has been my first access to internet for a while. We're still in hurricane cleanup mode out here, but I just decided to chime in and let you all know that I do, in fact, exist. I will begin contributing more regularly and more topically when I return to Williamsburg probably sometime early tomorrow afternoon.
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Re: Irene's Wrath
Typical spoiled college kid. Suddenly he needs "power" and "internet" and "indoor plumbing."
In my day, back in the late 1980's, we had a little thing called grit. Called sticktoitiveness. We made do, with early model Macs that, get this, had no hard drive. We used heavy, awkward objects called "telephones" that were, get this, attached to the wall. We suffered without moisturizer-enhanced shower gel or cruelty-free hair products.
You kids have it easy.
May '10
Re: Irene's Wrath
When I attended W&M, we stayed on campus come hell, high water, or burning dorms. In the early 80's there were no personal computers - with or without hard drives! My roommate stayed up all night to feed her punch cards into the computer for her computer science class. When my parents attended, my mother wore a raincoat over her shorts because women weren't allowed to wear shorts on campus. Starbucks? All we had was beer and food poisoning at the Dirty. The kids these days. Just rotten.
Re: Irene's Wrath
Yes, perhaps wrath is a bit of an overstatement. Jokes about first world problems never got old over the weekend.