A transformer blew in spectacular fashion outside our backyard last week. (At 3 a.m., no less.) Ever since then, the wireless in the house has been spotty, and it died for good today. The Rocket Scientist is out of town, and both the Red-Headed Menace and I can can handle software issues, but hardware is somewhat beyond us.
No wireless until Tuesday. How am I going to survive the hours that Starbucks is closed?
Stop laughing at me. Please. I know I'm being pathetic here.