The Aerie
One of my neighbors who moved in last year owns this cafe I'm sitting
at. I had talked with her about whether she wanted to get wireless
Internet access for the cafe, but it wasn't a priority for her.
So I stop by her cafe for the first time today, and guess what?
There's a wireless node ("Frantz") that covers the cafe. I have no
idea where it is, but it may be across the street because I seem to
lose signal whenever a large truck goes by.
So I finally have a(n involuntary) cybercafe I can work at if I want
to. Of course, who knows when Frantz will get disabled or encrypted.
Actually if I can track it down, I could help them do just that -- in
exchange for permission to keep the encryption key and remain able to
access from the cafe!
It's a funny cafe, too. It's right across from the Aveda Institute,
ensuring a constant flow of chattering young girls in their
nonconformist uniforms: black clothing, hair dyed black, sometimes
with stripes of purple, and of course Numerous and Random Piercings.
It is in this fashion that they establish their common uniqueness,
their shared individual creativity, and mutually declare their freedom
from conformity.
It's also a bit of a lesbian hangout: like my fave spot, the Blue Moon
cafe, this place is lesbian owned and operated. Friends tell friends
and soon the local community starts hanging out there. Of course, I
suspect it doesn't hurt that the place is frequented by lots of
chattering young girls (see above).
So now I have a place where I can actually sit in a cafe, look at
girls, AND be on the Internet. It can hardly get better!
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Posted by Albatross at June 6, 2003 12:00 AM