Minnesota - the land where pudding pops still exist

Seriously! They're made by Kemps, not Jell-O, and Bill Cosby has nothing to do with them, but boy howdy are they good. We're really liking our park here, even though the wifi is currently dodgy. I'm on a picnic table by the office trying to eke out a bit more right now. This normally wouldn't be a problem, but I used most of my monthly allowance of MB on my air card watching old episodes of Rescue Me via Netflix. This marathon did nothing good for my mostly latent Denis Leary crush, but now I'm going cold turkey off of constantly swearing and shouldn't-really-be-good-looking-but-is-for-some-reason-sexy Irish American men. It's actually a little alarming how much more I get done when I make a list of things I want to do online and then do them all once in the afternoon, rather than getting on throughout the day to do "one little thing" and spending 40 minutes clicking around. Of course, the Droid makes this easier as e-mail, FB, Twitter and basic searching are all available at surprisingly high speeds given the fact that there's wilderness to one side of me and a giant lake to the other. The park owner says he has a booster he's having installed, but right now the installation guy is fishing in Canada. We're not sure when he'll be back. I guess the demand for installation in this neck of the woods far outstrips the demand if unlimited vacations are a possibility that don't result in bankruptcy.