When I was a little girl, my grandma and pop-pop, (self-proclaimed) excellent dancers, taught me all the moves to “One” from A Chorus Line.
Dancing around her living room in my pink panther pajamas, Read the rest of this entry »
So, Verizon, beloved trusty vendor, with your fab customer support, (aHEM, that’s sarcasm, see: here), when I wrote for the new set-top box, and I asked “so EVERYTHING I need is in the box?”
‘member?
And member how you were all “MMM hmm, yup, it’s all in the box and it’s super easy.”
And I was dubious, having dealt with you before and you took that opportunity to tell me a parable about how everything in the world could seem complicated but in verizon-land, life is great, the sun shines all day and night, and high-speed everything sails through the air straight into happy customers’ hearts?
Remember???
Well, I’m just saying, by EVERYthing in the box, I meant INCLUDING the “additional coaxial cable” page one of your instructions tipped me off to needing.
Looking forward to learning what else is not included.
Thanksluvyabye.
Harumph.
Madness of the March.
Oh, b-ball, how I love thee.
Let the madness March
My love turned forty
frosting, tears, I’m still unsure
Do men live past then?
I dream of boats, snow
and wake to his touch, his heart
morning: he is here.
Day one, post forty
what a day: cake, b-ball, dogs
he’s happy, me too.
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