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Geek Rite of Passage

Given that I'm probably gravely ill (either nasty cold or nasty allergies -- either one will do it), I need to be in bed.

But I haven't got a network cable unrolled that'll reach over to bed from router.

So, it's a Geek Rite of Passage: setting up one's wireless while ill.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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