7/6/2001 There's only one way to enjoy an election these days -- nerd overload. So my North London bunker turns into a small yet functional info-hub; every spare computer pressed into service displaying this or that live trivia feed, an auto-updating map here, a cascade of graphs there, live video twitching in the background. All happily chugging along the cable modem: the fact that I can see something like twenty five different flashing lights from the various network devices only increases my joy. Looks particularly fine with the lights out: certainly more exciting than the election itself. And so I dig in for the evening, allowing myself a chocolate biscuit or two (v. bad) alongside the green tea. The figures start to come in and everything is set for a full night's entertainment. Except -- what's this? An alert from cable company Telewest: it's chosen tonight to do a major network upgrade, with outage from 2am to 6am. I sometimes wonder what goes through these people's heads in lieu of thought. Briefly consider reconfiguring to use dial-up, but on careful consideration decide to turn the lot off and stick to the telly. Don't want to be thought a saddo now, do I?