How is it that weekends keep getting shorter? This thought struck me when I was digging out a couple of large rocks yesterday afternoon. Sure, Saturday, we waited out rain that just never ended and then Sunday was…plants and rocks. It seems that everywhere I wanted to plant a rhododendron or a forsythia, someone had already come by and planted a rock, the jerks! (I’m told that the someone is the builder in a couple of cases.) On the bright side, I uncovered more of a really pretty piece of ledge that sticks up out of the ground near the edge of the property! I’d plant things near that one, but I’m positive that many rocks have been planted there already.
So what the heck does this have to do with the internet? Nothing, actually! But, with the acquisition of a house in the sticks came the dilemma over what to do about an internet connection. Satellite? Dialup? T1? You see, Comcast and Fairpoint don’t seem to know where my town is and if you look for “internet” and “Rindge”, you get this nifty little article from the New York Times commenting about how all the major internet providers have skipped the town and only service the surrounding areas. The article is from 2006. If that’s not enough to call attention to the town’s lack of internet, I don’t know what is.
Maybe there’s a lack of internet because everyone is just too busy planting rocks.