the great leslie

I spent the beginning of this week at the family cabin in New Sharon, Maine. It was an all-around blast: campfires, lobster, a trip in the canoe which ended in me getting falling in the river (it's funny...in retrospect), and a collection of swollen, itchy momentos from the hungry mosquito population. Ah, nature.

My companion on this particular jaunt was my friend, Fabio. As all good urban fellows do, he has an iPhone. So, he spent a good deal of time taking photos and updating his FaceBook page. Which I didn't mind at all; I even sent a few mobile updates from my own phone. I know, I know: the cabin is a place to go to get away from it all. But, honestly, I don't always like to be away from it all. And letting your friends know that you're are sitting in front of a campfire that is finally burning after three tries is just another way of saying:  "Wish you were here." All 400+ of you.