Just got back from hanging with the Celestial Being. She really wanted to see 1984, so we rented it, and it is every bit as dreary and paranoia-inducing as I thought it would be. She had never read the book, so I had to explain half the things to her. I hadn't remembered how disgusting the rats were.
This afternoon we combed the outskirts of civilization looking for a record player that played 78's. Let me modify that... a cheap, used record player that played 78's. Sadly, we had no luck, but I found a nice set of bowls for mummy. I did find lots of old photographs, but I didn't buy any just cuz I don't need any more "collage material." (I have boxes and boxes of the stuff cluttering my room).
The DSL is great, but no major life changes, or epiphanies. I don't have a new spiritual reality or anything of that sort. It is better than dial-up. Technology always promises more than it delivers. But that is the way it has always been. I do appreciate it, though.