I apologize for my silence ~ on January 25th I moved from one apartment to another in the same complex. This was not a move to another town or even across town…I moved approximately 150 yards from where I lived.
I finally got my land line hooked up Monday and the internet TODAY ~ (cue frustrated sounds here).
I have a lot of emails and some work to catch up on and then I will post the story(ies) of this saga.
Again, my lengthy silence was certainly NOT my intention …
I would love nothing better than to blame everything on Time Warner’s (completed today) take over by Comcast.
Unfortunately, the fact that my cold has moved into my chest causing some problems, is certainly not their fault.
The fact that my internet connection is acting strangely just might be.
Whatever is going on ~ there will be no post tonight. Tomorrow, I ~ hopefully ~ will be back in full health with a full internet connection. . . and no Nyquil in my system.
After quite a futile time this evening – between my computer and internet connection, I’m going to try again later today.
By the way, if you click on the picture – which will enlarge it – the wheels appear to be moving … something worked this evening!
Yesterday afternoon my cable and internet connection decided they deserved a vacation — this, of course, without arranging for any kind of vacation coverage or even the courtesy of letting anyone know they were going. It caused a number of problems, but thankfully management took the situation in hand – and made it worse then it was before. So, the lower levels revolted and solved the problem. And, now my connection is back and running —
It doesn’t hurt to take a good hard look at yourself from time
to time, and this should help get you started.
During a visit to the mental asylum, a visitor asked the Director what the criterion was which defined whether or not a patient should be institutionalized.
“Well,” said the Director, “we fill up a bathtub, then we offer a teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the patient and ask him or her to empty the bathtub.”
“Oh, I understand,” said the visitor. “A normal person would use the bucket because it’s bigger than the spoon or the teacup.”
“No.” said the Director, “A normal person would pull the plug. Do you want a bed near the window?”