The Abode of Bobness = Back to the Stone AgesIt's Saturday and I'm at work. No, I don't want to be here. No, I don't have to be here. No, the place isn't in a shambles or in crisis mode. No, you don't need to panic or send condolences. My apartment has no broadband or digital cable service. Fuck You Comcast. They can't schedule a service appointment until Monday afternoon. Double Fuck You Comcast. The Abode of Bobness has been transformed into a stone age cave over night. I'm cut off from the rest of the world, reduced to staring out the window for the entertainment of leaves falling and birds choking on the putrid air.
There will be no Ryder Cup on TV, the biggest international golf tournament that occurs every two years.
There will be no NASCAR "Chase to the Championship" on TV, racing's version of the playoffs.
There will be no College Football on TV
There will be no NFL Football on TV
There will be no Major League Baseball pennant chases on TV
There will be no last game ever from Yankee Stadium on TV
There will be no emails
There will be no instant messaging
There will be no blogging
There will be no web surfing
There will be no form of news or entertainment.
Fuck you Comcast
Update: Digital cable & broadband returned around 2:00pm Sunday. So I was without service only two full days instead of three full days. I guess when enough people in the same building bitch about it things get done. Comcast can still kiss my ass though.
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I feel you, brother, but I have a suggestion - read a book!
I feel you, brother, but I have a suggestion - read a book!
Does Canadian Midget Porn count as a book?
Yes it does count as a book. So do comic books. This is exactly the sort of scenario that made me take up knitting. See, if you knit, you could be working on a pair of socks!!!
Leah. That's my girl!!! And Megan. That's my girl!!! Hey, what do you expect. I'm a girl. Comcast called today and asked for Rob. I said he wasn't available and could I take a message. The reply "Have him call us." I assume that means our payment is late. I'm usually asked if I'm his wife and reply, "No, I'm the maid."
Of course I'm not kidding. Don't worry honey, you'll survive with a little help from your friends.
As I always tell Rob in reference to sports..."There's always next year." No, he doesn't appreciate it. Neither will you.
XO
Bet they don't prorate your bill, either. LOL
Sorry. ;-(
Well, that sucks. It's been a long time since I've gone more than 24 hours without internet access. I'm sure I would suffer from withdrawal too.
But Megan is right -- books are good. Sometimes I return to newspapers, those things that mornings used to be incomplete without. It's nice weather for a walk or something. Or perhaps a good time to take up cross-stitch.
Are all of your readers female but for me? Damn! I was going to suggest stay late at the office. Ya know..."work" late. I guess knitting a pair of socks would be better though.
Being that I am a recent survivor of Ike, I will tell you that I am merely crying on the inside for your tragic circumstances.
By the way, I plan to use that whole "recent survivor of Ike" stuff for a while. Anytime anyone asks me to do something, I'm so going to say, "You know, I'm a recent survivor of a natural disaster."
Anyway . . .
The Ryder Cup:
It's golf. You know what happens. Buy a newspaper to find out the winner in the morning.
NASCAR "Chase to the Championship":
Oh please. NASCAR is just ridiculous. I'm sure you lose brain cells by the second while watching.
College Football:
A tragedy of Shakespearean proportions-- they will play again next weekend. I wasn't aware football season at the college level had begun anyway.
NFL Football:
I saw the end of a game and Jacksonville won. They were real excited.
Major League Baseball:
I'd be more bummed out about this except the 'Stros crapped out a week ago.
Last game ever from Yankee Stadium:
Was that this weekend? OK, I get that's a bummer.
There will be no emails:
Read a book
There will be no instant messaging
Read a book
There will be no blogging
Read a book and stay away from the midget porn.
There will be no web surfing
Really, read a book.
There will be no form of news or entertainment.
Really, read a book. Most of TV is crap anyway.
That being said, it's almost nine and time for Footballers Wives.
Go 'Stros
Karen
"You know, I'm a recent survivor of a natural disaster."
Penelope/Karen... is that anything like "I was a POW for five years (because I was a shitty pilot and had no business flying an airplane)?
Possibly, but I plan to whine far more.
FYI: I just realized that the guy who pitched the last game at Yankee Stadium went to high school with me.
And here I am chillin' at home avoiding grading a stack of papers. What am I doing with my life???
Karen
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