Writer's Block?

Hope you can read this ok. It's just I'm blogging on my tiny netbook computer in Caribou, a local coffee shop. The whole computer is no bigger than a book, the keys are smaller and so somehow everything seems tinier. So why am I writing out in the field? Not because I couldn't escape from the forest preserve, but because we had no Internet at home - AGAIN!
It all started yesterday when Grumpy decided we'd get a much better deal if we swapped Internet providers. After spending the day going back and forth between the two, he decided to stay with the original ones but on a different package. In order to switch packages, they had to re-operate the doodiddlywingwang and voila! no bloody Internet!
"Sorry, we do often have a problem with that," said call center guy. "We can get someone round to fix it by Thursday."
Grumpy complained since it was all their fault, they should come round sooner, then the battery ran out on his cell phone, no land line without Internet...too boring and complicated to go into.
So now I'm back again working from the nearest coffee house. If it goes on too long, I may actually have to visit all my Facebook friends personally. Wow, there's a thought...