Without those numbers, no access permitted
In retrospect, maybe it wasn’t a great buy.
The bag of rice was on sale. A true No-Name special. Big bag, tiny price tag. Without due reflection, I added the sack to the cart, and headed on home. I’m not always the one responsible for preparing our “grain supplement”, so I wasn’t aware that cheapness is a measure of quality.
To resume: the rice took twice as long to cook, and required twice as much water as recommended on the label. In terms of texture, crunchy stands out. And after the meal, when I disposed of the extra food, I managed to plug the kitchen sink, requiring a round of plunging.
The moral: Uncle Ben is my friend.
This was a holiday, for the federal government. Not the rest of us. However, the mail did not get delivered, and I was hoping for something interesting in return for my visit to the Superbox. No joy.
We’re trying to access another government website. The credentials required include several lines from a past income tax return. And there’s the catch. Given that I didn’t owe them any (additional) money, I didn’t store the little piece of paper that arrived sometime last spring. I might have it in the bottom of a box, but until I find it the site access remains a good idea, nothing more. Why do “they” make things so difficult? If they had just noted that the paper was important, I might have handled things differently. Or maybe not.
Temperature was up to a balmy 14C, this afternoon. Seasonal – in a different season.
