Broken Stuff

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It seems like the last couple weeks is about broken stuff. Angie was rear ended on her way to work. The car is broken. The refrigerator also decided to croak. Trying to catch up, gain back lost ground. We have a new car, very similar to the rudely smashed up car. I had it shipped from Texas. Also have a new a new fridge and backup freezer and fridge. Spring is very sprung. The pollen seems worse that usual this year. In Atlanta we complain about the traffic and the pollen, neither one is really as bad as we say.

No images for this post. Brother James sent me a couple of candlesticks from Tanzania (he was installing a printing press for an Arab) and an awesome book about about contemporary life in Antarctica.

When trying to explain to a bank customer service representative why you don't have a phone number or why your address has a U.S. postal code but that you can't step into the nearest bank branch to re-key your PIN because the bank cancelled your old cash card, the freindly customer service rep (ed. probably in India) will hang up on you about 50% of the time as soon as you utter "Antartica." After trial and error, the best workaround solution when trying to conduct business from Antarctica is to say that you are at a "foreign military installation."

Johnson, N. Big Dead Place. (2005).Feral House. Los Angeles.

My siblings are a different bunch of folk, I am proud to be associated with them.

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Anonymous said…
Maybe I`ll be Captain Obvious, but... it's only few days to New Year last, so let's be happy!
Hoho3ho!)

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