Hi, B.

B's coming up to his six-monthiversary of unemployment. One of the (few) benefits of joblessness is the opportunity it affords to keep up with the latest internet trends. The past month has been all Merton and chat roulette, trolling and equals three, piano cats and endless teabagging jokes. I have never felt so in-touch with my culture.

B just announced that his favourite instrument is the vocoder, but he's just trying to be cool. In fact, it is the ukelele.

We are going to the Bahamas on Friday. B suggested for a laugh that he bring along a ukelele. I agreed that this would be funny, so I found one for him online. Unfortunately, it is the cheapest piece of crap ever and I'm embarrassed to have bought it. I am suggesting he leave it behind when we return from our vacation.

Our flight leaves at 5:00 am. I thought the security desk didn't open before six so I'm curious to see what happens. I got a big, fat book out of the library for the flight. It's practically War and Peace, it's so enormous, but it's a thriller. I don't normally read these things but it's kind of fun to have a page-turner on a plane.

This is a family effort. We are meeting the parents, Em and B-i-L there and we're all going to share a house for a week and snorkel. I can't wait, but B has pretty much had it with relaxing so he's not looking forward to it much.

I think there will be internet access at the house but no computer, so my intimacy with pop culture will be short-lived. For B's sanity's sake, I hope it stays that way.