The early autumn of October has faded and given way to the frost of November, so I'm about to head south (very far south) to do my part to check in on the state of global warming.
And well, even if I cannot stop the rising temperatures around the planet, I can at least check in and see how bleached the coral reefs are getting off the coast of Bonaire near northern Venezuela.
As I contemplate the slowdown in underwater photosynthesis and the even slower October retail sales, I leave the country with the confidence that Diebold facilitated the casting of my fall election's e-vote, Microsoft just announced it has entered into a partnership with Novell to provide "sales support" of Suse Linux, and Tom Cruise has announced a partnership to revive Mary Pickford's and Charlie Chaplin's United Artists studio.
All is clearly right with the world...
Where I'm going, there is apparently only a singular Internet umbilical cord at the main office of my lodgings, and to this day, I've been able to avoid any sort of underwater wireless Internet connections...to this day being the operative statement.
For my sojourn, I've duly promised my mom I would steer far away from sting rays...on shore, in the boat, on the airplane, at the bars...wherever those ubiquitous sting rays might appear...and have promised myself that I would limit my sipping of the Internet straw to checking up on the American election's tidings next Tuesday evening...otherwise, I'll be firmly ensconced on the IP packetless bandwagon for a full week. Think I can do it?
So, it is without further adieu that I note this blog will be blogless until my return on November 13th. My Big Blue colleagues have strongly urged me to take a real vacation, and being the team player I try to be, I consider it my utmost corporate responsibility to take them at their word and heed their advice.
Rest easy in knowing that I am off to swim with the fishes, and the whales, and the octopi, and any other still functioning sea life that will have me, and in the spirit of being truly cyberless, leave the "spear phishing" to the spam professionals.
Bon voyage...and don't forget to hit that infamous e-voting "Cast Ballot" button next Tuesday, no matter which direction your political inclination....your vote will surely end up somewhere...perhaps even I'll see it floating past me somewhere deep down underneath the Caribbean.
I'll be sure to wave!