Tuesday, January 4, 2011

It's Not My Fault, Blame The Cable Company...

Well, my writing schedule has is continually being thrown off because of several events.  I will list the biggest one first.

Our cable modem has recently been taking a crap on my computer at random intervals.  I mean that figuratively not literally, I think the competing service provider is the one taking a crap on my computer literally.  Every once in a while we have these problems with the cable internet, and I think it is a very suspicious coincidence that whenever the CABLE internet starts acting up, I look outside and see the PHONE company out my window.  The two boxes for the neighborhood are near each other.  I can't prove that the phone guy is sabotaging the cable company, but from now on I am taking pictures of him sitting out there with every outage.  So, I will probably not write too much today, because I don't know if I will be able to get it online or not.  Of course, the cable company has been a big help with their usual, "We will have some one come out right away.  What are you doing a week from Thursday?"  Fortunately it has only been the internet except for yesterday, when someone "fixing" the stoplight in town, took out the cable for the whole town.  We went nearly 24 hours with out cable and it was the longest week of my life!!!  Hopefully this will all be cleared up soon, because there is a job on Craigslist that I want to apply for, but that porn star gig is probably already taken.  OK, I am not really going to apply to be a porn star, but I really did see that ad in the Craigslist "gigs" section.  I was going through to see what the difference was between the "jobs" section and the "gigs" section.  Apparently in the jobs section you are expected to keep your clothes on...

I also didn't blog for a couple days because we went to take my father a new guitar for his birthday (OK, it was a used guitar, but it looks new.  Don't tell him.)  Everything went well, he really seemed to like it.  He said we weren't going to make this a yearly tradition, trading guitars.  I think we should, as long as the guitar I get lists new for four to five times more than the one I give him.  Seems like a great deal for me!

While in town, I also talked to their preacher.  He has been reading some of my entries here and wanted to put me on his internet radio show.  I know I was surprised too that:  A. someone actually reads these on purpose and 2. that a preacher would still want to talk to me after reading these.  He was a really nice person.  I normally think of preachers as being old people, at least older than me, except priests.  I mean if you are a priest, you have already decided in your life to swear off everything fun (except drinking) so might as well go ahead and move into the free house, right?  Anyway, the preacher was about my age.  Seeing a preacher your age, kinda makes you feel like you haven't done much with your life.  We talked at great length about my ordeal the past few months.  It seemed a little strange talking about my most personal of body parts in a church, but we had a good conversation.  I will post when the internet radio interview will be on.

I have to other bits of news to write about, but alas my internet has crashed again.  So, since I don't know if this will make it online or not, I am not going to write too much more.  If you are reading this, the net came back on long enough to post.  If you are not reading this, then I can write whatever I want on here, like about the time my sister...well, let me make sure this doesn't post before I tell that story.

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