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.