I don't know when it happened but I have become a data monster. Star Trek fans of the original series will know what I mean if they think of that creature that turned into a monster and was sucking the salt out of people because she NEEDED that salt. (Ok, so maybe I'm a little salt crazy, too. Blame it on my Mama!)
But the Data. OH, the DATA. Who knew what pleasures that streaming the most recent episode of Downton Abby could bring after a long day of work. Who knew there could be so many cute videos? That people could pet foxes? That there is some really funny things out there that I probably can't show because I might offend someone. (NO not those! Not that kind! Just those other things.) Or the youtube's that make me cry no matter how many times I see them. The ones that bring me back to the place where I believe and hope in the goodness of man (meaning women as well) in this world.
Fact is. We live in the woods. Up a hill. And - did i mention the woods? We don't have comcast, clear channel, fiber optics, or AT&T super dial up. We only have those little Verizon jetpacks that charge 1milliongazillion dollars for a megabyte of data. What is that anyway? Who decided up this measurement for these invisible internet waves? And how much you can charge for them? And why I have to pay soooooo much. I feel like I'm back in the dark ages. Like I'm using the telephone with the tin can and the rope going across the ridge.
I"ve considered that whole Virgin phone thing. You just buy the phone from them and they give you free, unlimited data for life. Ok, not quite but something like it. But of course I can't try it because I'm under contract until the year 300000.
IN the meantime, I have to just travel around the city testing out free wifi because someone has sent me four links they think I must see and not miss and I know, I just know, whatever is waiting is going to make my life insanely richer.
And - I have author friends with book trailers. And - it's Earth DAY today so there are EARTH cams everywhere and . . .
My beautiful mother-in-law used to say how much she loved having cable because it was like living on a cloud and she could see the whole world. I get that. Only my cloud requires a jetpack. One million dollar megabyte at a time.