Wrong number, calling from where?
Another of the “big” holiday meals is now over. Except for dessert. That, too, shall follow.
This is the first truly green Christmas I’ve seen in years. I know, I know; global warming doesn’t work that way, but this is the mildest one in many a season. People were out walking on local beaches this afternoon. In T-shirts. That’s better than with a parka and snowshoes, right?
Video conferencing with the kids (and others). That is something we were told would be possible some day, and here we are.
The final episode of Downton Abbey is “on the video shelf” here. Now I have to sit quietly and catch up on close to nine hours of quality TV, while wondering what will be next to hold the interest levels for six years. My sympathies to those on the PBS plan: you’ll have to wait until after the start of the new year to live the manor life.
Best wrong number of the week… when someone on ISS called down and got the number mixed. I’d take bragging rights on something like that, anytime. Better than the person who keeps calling here from M$ Tech Services to fix my broken computer…
No Boxing Day sale locally, tomorrow. It’s the law. However, my usual online shops have been open for my business for hours already. That’s how the local trade is getting snookered by the local governments. Seriously, I sympathize with those who don’t want to work, every holiday. However, your lunch will be eaten by those with snappy web skills. Perhaps you need to rethink your personnel schedules and then get the stupid law repealed.
