Sometimes, I feel like the Morton Salt girl
When it rains, it pours.
Oh, don’t cry for me, Argentina. My problems — at least those of which I’m speaking here — are strictly of the First World variety.
For most of this week, I’ve been without Internet access here at Casa de Swan. After a few pointless calls to AT&T DSL tech support, I figured out a workaround that has restored my connection. I still am without wireless hookup, so I’ve resigned myself to being chained to my office for the nonce, but at least I can communicate with the universe.
I also had jury duty this week. A duty which resulted in my being selected to serve in a trial that begins next week. So if postings are sparse here for the next little while, I know you’ll understand.
And… boom goes the dynamite.
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September 10, 2010 at 12:35 pm
Michael,
If only you had remembered…
http://finermanworks.com/your_rda_of_irony/2010/03/19/juror-prudence/
Good luck or good stamina,
Eugene