"that home is the place where people know your name and look forward to seeing you each morning, like Rasim or Murat in the lobby, or Audrey at the bakery, or Mike at the dry cleaner’s, even when there’s little more to the association than that. And Hazel in turn taught me: get off the laptop, get out into the neighborhood, feel what’s going on. It’s where the stories are." http://www.nytimes.com/2010/11/11/garden/11RickMoody.html?ref=garden
Internet communities just can't make up for home.