The Sonora has returned to its warming ways and I write to the thrum of multiple fans since she (the Desert) appears not to have the energy to stir up a breeze. I have some chores awaiting but decided that Sunday ought to be a day of rest—pretty much like most of my other days.
The internet wireless service at the RV park has been boosted but it's still a mixed bag. Sometimes I can get a signal with all my windows shut and covered by mylar bubble sunscreens while at other times I can't pull a signal out of the ether with a grappling hook.
I've rigged a makeshift antenna by taping a dual-band wireless-N network adapter to the end of a mop. I extend it out the window so that it's above my roofline and clamp it to the window frame. Sometimes it helps with reception but all the time it looks silly.
The signal tends to degrade when there's a rig in the lot just east of mine, though they're never between me and the source antenna—not even close. So I don't get it.
Maybe I'm not wearing the right hat.
Nothing is perfect.
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