As I type this, I’m on hold with AT&T.  In fact, this phone call is crossing the 20-minute-and-4-representatives mark.  First, it was Kaia at AT&T U-verse; then Pen or Penny at AT&T wireless; Jeneanne was next; and now I have Ashley on the line.  Oh, it’s really a party up in here; Melinda’s just joined us on the line.  That’s five.  Five people to go through for a simple task - I want to bundle my wireless and cable/internet services on one bill.  One company, one bill.  Sounds simple, but apparently, if you’re AT&T, it is not.   

I was sort of gung-ho about AT&T’s cable/internet service mainly because they don’t make you sign a freakin’ contract (*cough*Comcast*cough!).  Secondly, I don’t know techie stuff, but I heard the ‘fiber optics’ thing is good.  Plus, we have our mobile service with them.  So here we are now.  More specifically, here we are on hold.  Looks like I’ve now passed the 35-minute mark. 

Why do we put up with this shiz?  The Fed says our economy is on the mend, but with service like this, I don’t see how.  I feel the total of opposite of wanting to buy something right now.  Instead, I feel compelled to sell everything and move to a remote island.  Like Bouvet.  

In any event, I’ll stop boring you with my customer service bitching.  Instead, enjoy this picture of Mr. Hyde Herbert Pace in his Halloween “chicken head” costume.  Totally unhappy.  We  love him! 

Who knew candy corn got their own freakin’ day? Though I find the buggers to be revolting (I would rather eat a can of peas), I’m going to provide you with useless trivia about the said candy:

-Candy corn has 3.57 calories per kernal

-Candy corn was invented by George Renninger in the 1880s.

Enough of that.  So, I’m happy to report that we’re plugged back into technology.  That is, we have a computer again.  You hear that, Robbers, you’re not keeping us out of the loop any longer!  Holla!  It’s so nice to have a computer (and cable!) again.  Not that we’re hard-core gamers or uber social media site users, but … it’s like, how you’re just more comfortable knowing you have a large supply of toilet paper – not that you love toilet paper, but you like to know it’s there to use.  Sorry, that was bad, but you know what I mean. 

So, stay tuned for more (frequent) posts to come  

Only an Aussie!  Being sans child, I can’t say whether it’s accurate.  But, I must say it’s amusing. 

Man Goes Through Simulated Childbirth To See If He Can Handle The Pain | The Frisky

Not having a computer or cable really  makes one feel … behind!  Behind on news.  Behind on goss.  Just a general 2000-and-late feeling.  Cable isn’t as much missed as my computer, though.  I was going through some pictures last night, and then I was sad thinking about all the other pictures I had … on my computer   Oh well.  Maybe some things are better left just in memory.  No physical evidence to challenge a thought.  ohhhh

In other news, JP and I finally finished Season 1 of Lost.  Without cable, we’ve been heading to the library for all of our viewing pleasures.  I’m not sure why we picked Lost; probably because Disc 1 for Season 1 was in stock.  Had to start somewhere, right?  And I’m glad to see Matthew Fox in a successful series; I was a Party of Five fan.  What’s more, I like watching all the scenes that are supposed to be taking place in Australia.  The light switches aren’t like that in Australia.  They Sydney Harbor doesn’t look like that! 

Taking so much time between posts isn’t good.  There are a hundred things I wanted to say, and in the end, I talk about tv shows and … mint ice cream.  That’s the color we painted one of the bedrooms this weekend.  Adios, Purple Room!  Bedroom #2 was smeared with Harbor Aqua.  My mom even came down to help us with the painting party, which was awesome!  We were able to knock out both rooms in a day.  We’ll have to go back and do some touching up - and to paint the trim - but it’s great to see new colors on the wall.

Regulaaators!  Mount up!

The 90s did bring us a few good things: NAFTA, the World Wide Web, a free Nelson Mandela, Seinfeld, Nirvana … and good old fashioned hip hop.  More specifically, Warren G.     

VanityFair.com features an interview with him (read it here), which I couldn’t help but think has to be one of the most honest, humorous celebrity interviews I’ve read in a long time.  Combining financial insights and Cristal, kudos to Warren and contributing writer Eric Spitznagel, and here are some of my favorite parts:

VF: So that’s why Chrysler is bankrupt? Their cars don’t have enough leg-room for dancing?

WG: At all! (Laughs.) It’s a trip. You know that little bitty car they sell, the electric car that’s real small? You can’t even fart in that car.

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VF: What are your thoughts on health care reform? Is it really just socialism in disguise?

WG: You know what, man? I couldn’t even tell you. I just know they need to fix it, period. Let Obama do his thing.

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I don’t know if you get this a lot, but when white people over a certain age hear the name Warren G, their first reaction is usually “Do you mean Warren G. Harding?” I assume there’s no connection.

Naw, man! That’s absurd. I’m Warren Griffith the Third. I ain’t named after nobody named Harding.

So you’re never like, “I wanna give a shout-out to the Budget and Accounting Act of 1921, bitches!”

Hell no! I don’t even know who the fuck Warren G. Harding was.

I was reading Mangopunch’s blog, and since I’m wanting to blog yet at a loss of words, I’m totally stealing her post idea on letting you all in on a few randoms:

*I love meeting other people who don’t eat anything they swim with.

*Just watched my first episode of Lost (the pilot, of course) the other night.  If the “thing” is a dinosaur, I’m done.

*Realizing I own far too many black shirts. 

*Had our laptop stolen.  Along with years and years of pictures ***

*I really, really like rice.   

*JP used “LOL” the other day.  LOL.

*I don’t bother to update my “status” on social networks.

*Wishes texting while driving was illegal in Florida. 

*Wondering why AT&T can’t get a tech to my casa to install U-Verse (cable and internet) until October!?

*Think it’s a teeny bit sweet when JP wants me to walk on the ‘inside’ (away from the street) of the road/sidewalk.

*Pulling weeds is kind of therapeutic.

*Had my first conference call to catch up with friends.  Why didn’t we think of this before?  I’m so 2000-and late. 

*Tried Sprite Zero; it is inferior to Sprite.

*Admires crafty people.  As in those who sew, knit, paint, etc.

Day 1: New house, yaaay!

Day 2: New house got broken into, booo!

Seriously.  Who cleaned the shitter out on our parade?  Not a nice way to welcome us to the hood, Lake Worth.  Ahh, but I don’t take it personally.  Some people step in poo wearing Christian Louboutian shoes, some get their house broken into.  Tomato, tomatoe.

And the Palm Beach Sheriff’s department has been lovely about the situation.  The officer that responded was friendly and professional, and the next day JP received a follow-up phone call from the detective working the case – plus, she sent an email to introduce herself to me.  Unexpected, but welcome. 

At least we didn’t have a very smart thief – the damage could have been worse.  Nonetheless, we are now sans computer, awesome underwater digi cam and a wedding band   What’s more, Mr. Hyde is super stressed (not to mention the other Mr.).  New location.  Burglary.  Greeeeaat.

Tears for fears, though, no way!  This weekend, I’m just going to sit and stare at our awesome pool, cypress wood (I think) ceilings, and wonder what color to repaint the ”purple room.”

Connecting water & electricity & gas: $402 (yes, a $402 deposit for Lake Worth residents!)

Gas lines turned on and checked: $150

Changing address on license: $25

Owning a home: PRICELESS

Fork in hand, we now have ourselves a piece of the pie – a home!  Dig in!  We are so excited, and there is so much to update … and it will come … soon.  Moving, for lack of a better word, sucks.  It makes me sweat and what’s worse, I realize I am a pack rat.  Do I need to keep my high school yearbooks?  What about the anniversary card JP gave me … 6 years ago?  Well, now that I have a house to fill, it seems the answer must be a resounding YES, yes?!

Dear Bed Bath & Beyond,

I can’t help but want to shop at your locales.  Your selection of cutting boards, egg slicers, throw pillows and towel racks is vast.  In your store, I’m forced to ponder questions like, “Do I need a silicone whisk and a stainless steel whisk?” and “Would I use an egg ring, to get those perfectly round poached eggs?”  The answer is more often than not, no.  Nevertheless, Bed Bath & Beyond, you make me think!

Lately, however, I’m thinking  you’re not quite in touch with reality.  Or maybe it’s me.  But, I hope it’s the first.  Specifically, your ads for college supplies seem, well, a bit … over-the-top?  See picture below. 

Really, Bed Bath & Beyond? 

Do parents really have the money to make their college kid’s dorm look like an HGTV host threw up on it?  Are lava lamps still cool?  And those fresh, clean walls?  (My dorm walls were of the gruel-colored, faux-brick type.  I could barely get ticky tack to stick to them ensuring my Madonna poster stayed put.) 

Wondering in West Palm,

CP

We had the pleasure of checking out Q. Tarantino’s latest film, Inglourious Basterds.  And by pleasure, I mean 153 minutes that included smart and funny dialogue, Brad Pitt, drinking games, the girl from the National Treasure movies, shoot ‘em ups, and an incredible performance by Austrain-born Christoph Waltz - just to name a few things that kept my attention.  In fact, I didn’t look at my watch phone once.  Cheers to Tarantino!!  And what’s more, I took my mom to see this movie!!  Despite the Nazi-scalping and multiple f-bombs being dropped, I think she liked it  

In other news, I saw this picture of Jon Gosselin and had to post it:

I can’t even type what I really think when I see this, but I think it rhymes with ‘drool.’  Hahahaha!