A rave necklace
Winter is worse, elsewhere. Although we had nothing, this morning, schools were closed province wide. The photos from social media showed a real storm in the city, and the number of homes without electricity climbed dramatically overnight. Let me repeat: here, nothing.
Two weeks ago, I ordered some insignificant plastic bits from Hong Kong. Meanwhile, that order of cables, placed one week earlier from a domestic dealer on Amazon is still MIA. In fact, the dealer agrees that UPS must have decided that my need was less than real; they will try again. I’m confused.
In the news, a heads-up that fuel prices may rise tomorrow (NB did, so we will). I gassed up, just in case.
Right now, the satellite TV is down. I’ll go out tomorrow, remove the antenna that is leaning against the dish and call things in. Someone will re-point the dish and we’ll be back up. This could be the push I need to cancel my subscription to a costly but unsatisfying service.
Four grouse frolic on the front lawn. I am forbidden to try that catch-and-cook method of hunting I’ve heard so much about. Isn’t fowl trespass punishable any more? Do I have to go Butterball every holiday? If the birds tangle themselves in netting, does it count as criminal intent?
Might have to take the dog out for a wander in the woods, as soon as official hunting season ends. Try out that new illuminated collar / rave glow necklace I got him while in the big city. See if anyone notices the UFO.
