So, our Inn’s Internet is giving me nothing but 105 Errors, and there doesn’t seem to be much anyone can do about it. Hence, I’m reduced to alerting you of this using my phone via 3G. (Definitely regretting not jailbreaking my phone right now.)
On the other hand, the Statistical Wife and I are pleasantly tired from our race, hanging out on the stunningly scenic Orcas Island and both the cable and Internet are down and we have a fireplace. It took some hard bargaining with the Statistical Wife for her to let me stare at my phone this long as it is. So I’m going to take cue from her and call this lack of connectivity a good thing.
Statistical Skier out.