Dial-up and the Village

Lessons learned in the computer lab at 11pm:

1) Dial-up is poo. Thankfully all of my posts are now updated, but I still don't trust this lab. I think mostly I'll be posting stuff on weekends from my own computer.

2) If it weren't for all the cars, I would swear I was living in The Village (like the M. Night Shyamalan suspense movie) . Ironically enough, I do live in what we call "the village" - coincidence? I think not. The resemblance is especially uncanny walking home in the dark with fog coming up off of the Bay... creepy.

So, the moral of the story is: I have pictures of this creepy old place, but you don't get to see them until I get me to a real internet connection.

Peace,
Ali