Welcome to the Wasteland.

We are in a lawless land where we have no wi-fi and have to make our own fun.

We are couriers, traders of packages.
(and webpages)

(image of us trading packages)

The wind howls. The coyote

also howls.

Here, listen to some cowboy music while you wait.

...Wait, I don't have any cowboy music.

Have some Billy Joel instead. I have been informed that I cannot offer you Billy Joel. Just sing a trail song instead.