So, after a month of co-existing, we have decided to take the next step in our relationship. At least, I have...we will see if the others follow. Every so often something so ridiculous would happen and, as is the case with our generation, the cry of "what has this world come to" was generally followed by "we need to start a blog."
To set the stage (drama reference for Paul):
There are five of us (plus Sam, who lives in Prince Rupert, so she has maintained a level of sanity the rest of us have long given up on achieving)
We are living and working for the summer at a historic site in the form of an old cannery fishing village on the coast of BC.
This blog is likely to die within a few hours due to our dependence on dial-up internet, ridiculously nonchalant attitudes, and the fact that a blog is a very weird concept if you think about it. No one cares (or should care) about how Susan thought our dinner conversation about the game D&D was referring to Department of National Defense for its entirety. Or about my embarrassing wiring attempts at making dial-up internet work (which I will not describe to save my tech-savvy father's pride).
However, I figure this is a test...I have done the legwork of setting up a communal email and blog (which, by the way, took two Arrogant Worms songs and the opening credits of the third Star Wars just to load the four necessary pages). Tomorrow is Monday, and seeing as the museum is closed so none of us work, we all venture to the big city of Prince Rupert and can access wireless in the alcove of the Safeway exit. All except me, as I am laptop-less. If there is any chance that my fellow Tour Guides (and Anne, as Head Researcher) will join this online endeavor, it will likely be tomorrow. I will wait until then to properly introduce myself, as I refuse to blog solo and it has passed my 8:30 bedtime.
Dim stage lights with "Canada's Really Big" by the Arrogant Worms.
Naomi
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