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Good Day and welcome to Remotely Skookum, broadcasting by time delay from the lovely Taren Point Hotel in Cronulla, Sydney. Google it to see the palatial setting and the fully retro ambience – that is, it looks like a place pornos were once made, but now its too tacky. Is there a company somewhere that manufactures bed spreads in a pattern called “Cheap Motel Fiesta”? ‘Cause I’m sure I’ve seen this bed before.

No cable
No couch
No net

But they allow
My cigarettes
(-Roger Miller for the new age)

That’s right I have the only smoking-allowed motel room left in the free world or Australia (also means I can smoke, uh, other cigarettes in relative safety). I didn’t ask for it, karma. Good example of karma last night, cab driver was helpful and friendly so I told him keep the change ($1.70 out of $10), no big deal but he was genuinely happy which made me happy (tipping isn’t common here, so he wouldn’t have been insulted if I hadn’t)…when I opened the car door I found a two dollar coin on the ground. Two happy people and I was 30 cents up on the deal. Karma.

No Exile, I cannot post by cell phone. That would be stupid. What am I, a Malaysian private school girl with a constant sms feed on their angst-ridden cyberEnglish-laden blog? No, I’m a Singaporean public school…uh, 38 year old father of two, I mean.

Too bad there’s no internet connection. Actually there’s no phone, even. Too bad or I could use Jr’s webcam to have a family moment like in the demo video. “Hi everybody. Hold up the little one for me to see…ahhh she’s grown already. Hey, is that Steve from next door? Why’s he wearing my robe?”

Supposedly I can use my cell phone to connect the laptop but I don’t know what the roaming number might be and I like my phone bill under three digits. I can pick up hotspots at certain Starbucks and McD’s…at $5 a pop plus 20 cents per min. Or I can connect to the network where I’m taking the course and burst-send everything I write tonight…not that they mind me connecting but I can’t sit there typing all day. Its pretty cool, the course was put together just for little old me, so its just me and two instructors. Only one student but I still get the full class lunch – more triangle sandwichettes than you can shake a butter knife at. Some fruit juice would have been nice…programmers, it doesn’t occur to them to intake vitamin C, that’s why they all have scurvy.

I bet if Exo had planned it I would have got fresh orange juice and something on Turkish bread with a nice pesto sauce and a smoked salmon salad.