I’m working from a coffee shop near San Luis Obispo right now. We’re in town for our friends Benton & Laura’s second wedding. They had another wedding in 2007 that was only attended by close friends and family, and now we’re back for the 300 person blowout.

When I ordered my coffee, I asked for the Internet password. “I have to write it down,” the owner said. “We’ve got a little key code situation going on here.”

“Cool,” I said. I felt like that wasn’t enough. “Nice and safe.”

“Oh yeah,” he answered, and winked.