The day began pleasantly enough. I had my breakfast, took my pills, did my lung medicine, said good morning to Son Guy, and went to work on my computer. Half way through my Email, tooling around, my attention was taken by reports of a high school shooting at Chardon, Ohio. I used to pass through Chardon, hitchhiking home from Kent State. When I returned to my routine tasks, I was confronted by a notice from AT&T denying me access to my Email, requiring me to re-register with them. That was about 1:30 in the afternoon. Nearly five hours later, well after 6 o'clock, the second (or was it the third?) specialist succeeded in guiding my exhausted fingers and self through the maze of b.s. necessary to accomplish an apparently simple task. The last specialist was unable to explain why, but in a pile of old AT&T bills, I found a notice that rates are going up on 3/1/12. Could it be that they wanted me and others on record asking for their services? Seems paranoid, but aren't we justifiably all becoming a little paranoid, and for good reason?
The potential good news is that Robin Pappas, in the middle of all this unnecessary dra-ama, called me, seemingly from a teeming baby nursery, to tell me that she and Daughter Nellie McKay wanted to see us, either tomorrow or Wednesday night when Nellie's "I Want to Live Show" comes to the Rrazz Room of the Nikko Hotel.
And so, I may be broke but, even after today . . . UNBROKEN!
Macresarf1 would write no more this day.
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