The Austin co-op
Tom arranged for us to sleep at (at the incredible price of $10/day) is called Sasona House, which you can slyly investigate here
. As you can see, it's got an internet connection, so to some extent my blogorrhea can continue unabated all week.
Having never experienced co-op life myself, I can say it definitely seems to have its appeals, though it also seems to be very catch-as-catch-can (which, to be fair, also has its appeals). A "frat house for hippies" is not far-off as a summary. I can't really imagine myself living a place like this for any length of time -- but we'll all be living in co-ops after technological society collapses.
This is absolutely the sort of place to make a beeline for when everything stops working. They'll take you in, give you some tofu, and teach you how to build a firepit from your Honda.