Quick check-in with the Elbow Room Barflies

Looks like my PC woes will be solved handsomely within the next 10 days or so.

Has anybody heard from Elex, that kindly, nurturing old buddy?

I just hope he's doing OK...

-- jj

Hey, Judah... let's see... things are all wonky for me right now as I'm not in my home in Chicago, my dog Muon is in the kennel near Midway, and I have no access to broadband at present. I'm on my "emergency" dial-up account when I have access to a rig. All part of the fun of being a walking disaster magnet.

Nay is running the day-to-day affairs of the bar and I sacked (or am in the process of sacking) everyone else as I'm a foul, bitter, miserable, highly toxic and spiteful person that lashes out at others. I'm generally peeved as I really wanted to step back from the Elbow Room and be able to script an actual object instead of being the piece of conversation furniture during the month of July and now I can't do either.

However, I'm sure Nay would love to talk to you about coming back to tend bar at the Elbow Room. I, personally speaking, am tempted to just shut the whole damn thing down as I don't want to wind up in the same situation of working 33-events a week and then wondering why there are five tip jars on the bar.

But other than that things are great. Cool beans that you managed to line up a new box (I read your other post). I'll make sure to catch up with you when I'm finally back in-world on a permanent basis.

Argh, nothing going on in RL that's more than a momentary PITA, I hope

Just checked in with the Dell Website...my shiny new rig left Austin last night, four days ahead of projected schedule!

*does the Happy Dance*

Of course, since things are going so smoothly on this deal, what it all means is that the UPS Dude can now get all the way to my front door before he stumbles and drops the CPU and monitor crates face-first down a flight of stairs.

See, one of the reasons you and I click (the other being that you want me desperately) is that I, too, am a bitter, cynical, fatalistic, burned-out shell of a once-great human being.

We're very much alike. Except, of course, that I'm much, much younger.

-- jj