Misc

A collection of uninteresting observations:

I'm not having much fun now. Mr Charm is still in rehab and not feeling well today. I'm not afraid of being alone, scared of burglars, or noises in the night. I miss him, though. What does it all mean? Life seems absolutely senseless: "a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."

Someone has suggested that I actually got the better of Verizon by posting my screed against them. Not so. I've actually spent over $600 in the first third of this year on totally unoutstanding--it would be a stretch to call it mediocre--service. So who's ahead? Who's laughing now?

Every time I have a question about a bill or technical support from anyone, I set aside about an hour to get out of voice mail jail and actually talk to someone. Sometimes that's not enough time.

The people of Wilmington DE are very polite and friendly. Even the panhandlers say please and thank you. Good show, Wilmington!

More than one black person has wished me "a blessed day." It doesn't improve my situation, but it makes me feel better. Good show, black people of Wilmington and environs! That's a nice thing to do.