Homeless Diver

I bought a monthly password from a friend at the resort nextdoor and it normally works nicely. My wireless here is faster than cable-modem from Kalibo Cable when I had a dedicated line. Trying to get better reception to his guests in the resort, he installed a new, outdoor, high-powered wireless router. Problem is - its not connecting anyone with the outside or sometimes has negligable output (which is the reason for its entire design).  Now he seems to be back to using the smaller linksys little-blue-box which I can pick up but not his own guests.

Even though I’m a paying customer -  I still respect his first obligation as being with the guests in his own resort.  I wonder if they have any connection at all now. He’s a really cool guy so I’m sure he’ll hook me up for the last week.

Power outages, brownouts. Man, they’re getting really annoying and … well, they suck. It was annoying at first hearing they would be everyday, scheduled during the hot times. But still, at least we knew when to expect them and adjust our schedules. Then they were ‘close’ to the schedules but starting and stopping with more randomness. Then they would start/stop brownouts and completely odd times. Middle of the night, early morning. Sometimes off for 30 minutes a shot at 2 hour intervals. Then storms and bad weather messed a bunch of lines up and blew some transformers. Now… it goes out around 8am and comes back within 30 minutes. Then out again sometime around noon and back at completely random times.

And when the power doesnt come back on until 5:20pm, no one is around to reset the routers and switches for internet. I want to stay on Boracay, but I also like my technology and will pass on the brownouts.

It’s bad enough that I partied too hard, but is it really necessary to punish me with more power outages? A lack of aircon during the hot season while I’m dehydrated and in agony, this stuff is not what happy-times are made of. Brownout. I don’t much like them. Once again, I closed out Sumer Place. Gawd was I trashed.

Oddly enough, it was nice hanging out with all the ‘working’ freelancers. I think I know almost all of them by now. Even Pocahontas was chatty with me about how slow the night was. I don’t really like using the term prostitutes anymore. Perhaps ‘entertainers’ or even better, the one that Club Med used to use… GRO for Guest Relations Officer. I had more fun hanging out with them than last time I went out with a bunch of crackers.