Be Careful What You Wish For

A week ago, I was getting pretty sick of facebook.

Over the past month, my account at doubledown casino had dwindled from over 40 million to less than a million points. My favorite on-line game had betrayed me, and I couldn’t win at it or any other game I tried.

Even worse, as the political campaigns heat up, several friends – one in particular – were posting more and more truly offensive crap from far-left blogs and websites. It had actually reached the point where I had to scroll down several pages whenever I opened the site to find anything posted about the activities of other facebook friends. I seriously considered “unfriending” the guy just so I could get to things I considered worth reading.

Let me say that I do not object to political commentary from the left or right. I truly miss the posts of the late Larry Keels, but his were his own thoughts, carefully and thoughtfully expressed, and even though we seldom agreed, I truly enjoyed his well-written essays. Simply reposting stuff designed to piss people off is another matter entirely.

Anyway, I had decided that I needed a hiatus – needed to take a break, and I got one!

First, our DSL modem crashed. I did a soft and then a hard re-boot with no result, so I called the Centurylink help desk. We determined that the modem had indeed failed and he entered a service ticket to have it replaced. He first said that it would take two days, then after he entered the work request he said “Looks like they’re not that busy. They’ll be out this afternoon.” WRONG! The following day about 1:30, the technician showed up in a rainstorm and replaced the modem.

The next morning we again had no internet access and the internet LED on the new modem was bright red. If the old modem even had red LEDs, I had never seen one; they were always either yellow or green. I called the help desk again and they found that their ISP server for my area was down. They got it back in operation yesterday evening and I could access the net last night.

We actually lost the net once this morning while I was writing this but were able to get back on.

If it stays up, I swear that I’m going to be like the little boy that digs into a huge pile of horse manure in the garage on Christmas morning - With all that horse shit, there’s got to be a pony in there somewhere.