Last night, about 1am, my buddy came back. I hadn't turned my signal back on, so I know he wasn't fucking with my connection.

This time, I decided that I would just get out there and ask him how his internet connection was doing. He was well-dressed, and sitting in a fairly-new car. I approached him as he briskly folded up his laptop to obscure the contents of the display. Then, without hesitation, he replied, "It's good, thank you.", in a thick Russian accent. What the fuck? Did he not get the sarcasm? Anyhow, I told him to go lurk somewhere else. Of course, he just moved down the tier to the next level of apartments where he split last time.

(Note: you don't have to get the PE reference to appreciate my rant.)

Let it be known that I live in a fairly "nice" area. Rent is not cheap, and there's little-to-no crime here.

I recently got a new wireless access point, cuz I signed up with Vonage for their phone service... They send their own hardware, blah blah. I got the all-in-one with the WAP on it, cuz I had an old 802.11b D-Link that was in clear need of an upgrade.