Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Omelets are Overrated

At least they are by me. Every once in a while I get sucked in by the grandeur and aroma of an omelet station. They look and smell so good and I forget that I don't like them, and I assure you that I never like them.  I have a similar reaction to hazelnut coffee, in that it smells so good and makes my mouth water, but tastes much worse than regular coffee. 

Yup, that's a blog post alright. 

Thursday, January 22, 2009


My instinct is to make fun of this picture, but if were there with a camera I'd be taking a picture too.

Friday, January 16, 2009


I hate calling Comcast. Speaking with an actual person is far more difficult that it should actually be. Their phone line is a vicious circle of things you don't want, and if you finally do get the right path to speaking with a real person there is a good chance you'll be on hold for ten or more minutes.

Especially if you are trying to get them to give you something.

I was without service for five days this past month but was charged full price, so I called in hopes of getting a rebate of some sort. I tried every possible choice imaginable to try and get a real person but could not penetrate their wall of choices. Three times I chose "speak with a sales representative" but was sent to a "pay-by-phone" option.

Finally, I hung up, called again and chose the option for upgrading my service. Sure enough one click later I had a sales representative on the phone with zero wait. I told her my situation and she gave me four free months of a pay station that is normally $22 a month.

I may try to incorporate this philosophy for dealing with other vicious phone vortexes. Choose the path that most benefits them.

But I can't be too mad at Comcast, they helped break the Curse of Billy Penn.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Zagar, Oh No!

And such is the nature of non permanent artwork.

Back in December I made a post about an Isaiah Zagar piece that I liked a whole lot. Well, I'm glad I took a picture of it, because this is what the wall looks like only a few weeks after it made its debut . . .