BEWARE THE IDES OF MARCH Though some may want to avoid us regardless of the date. We just like to celebrate the number 15 and March is the bonus month. To steal from another poster "it's not about just the stabbing; it's about coming together to stab in groups". And to mangle another cliche the picture reminds us about the superiority of the pen to the sword... Apparently, as the FCC Chair is threatening licenses if the news doesn't start telling "Mary had a Little Lamb" stories about the Iran debacle. You would think someone in the Circus would have told the chief clown that the Strait of Hormuz was a bottleneck controlled by Iran. Also, that religious types will fight to the death-theirs and yours.
ALLEGRA BOTTLE FRUSTRATION When I was at MSU in 1970 they introduced a new major, i.e, "Packaging". We may now curse that day as well as we struggle tearing nails and skin trying to liberate our vital items from their cursed protective bubbles, plastic, cardboard, staples and glue. I think one of our friends parlayed that major into a job at Proctor and Gamble so at least there is a face/identity available to focus our ire.
RANDOM FACT If you have ever pondered, or even noticed, the lone orange cone behind utility trucks it is not to stop a rear-end collision. Especially since we all know -hands in the air if guilty-how feeble and fragile those babies are when we nail one. It is to force the driver to walk around their truck to assure no vehicle, stray animal, ball or small person has taken up residence back there before backing up. This fascinating conversation took place as we noticed our cable guy diligently placing said orange guardian behind his van. For those keeping count, this is the second incident of the cable taking a crap. First time was Super Bowl weekend-thanks Xfinity-though they did come out and give us a new box before the game. We are terribly untechie outside of unplugging and plugging the cable but it usually takes me at least an hour to convince the online robot and robotic technicians to understand I need live boots on the ground assistance.
After a couple of weeks, the cable again took the proverbial crap. This frustration took two hours to convince the invisible people I needed help. However, not a total waste as they were able to push their latest toys and upgrades. Apparently, they work on commission. Verdict on latest outage, wait for it... bad box!! Little known fact about the cable dudes and dudettes. They will adjust any mechanical issue you have with your televisions or remotes if you're nice to them. Suddenly we have clear HD, no weird messages showing up when we turn it on and remotes that actually control the sound (issues on separate televisions). And they don't give you that old person stink eye denoting how incapable we are, to them, to handle simple issues.
Cable dude asked if we minded not being able to see the time on the box (we were wrong) and installed this itsy bitsy, teeny weeny wireless box about 6"x 6" that can do everything the big boys do discreetly. However, we do miss glancing up to see the time. Funny how you get used to doing things without noticing. Mr. Grandfather only chimes on the quarter hour, so not helpful. Since I take my one piece of chocolate for the day (usually) at 8 pm I like to know how close I am to snack time. Not to mention when you watch everything on DVR you really have no idea of time passing as you skim through the boring parts like commercials. Yes, we are probably the only people in the known world who do not use streaming services-we're ok with network-sue me.
Ok. Something is wrong with my plug-in and I'm going to lose power so I will have to end this.
Peace out/Stay Strong/Love your Neighbor/Eat More Cake 💚 💙💛
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