Monday, November 08, 2004

like Ma Bell, I got the ill communication

You thought you'd been abandoned, didn't you? O ye of little faith. It's not that I didn't want to write. It's that someone cut our phone line last week--yep, cut our phone line. What kind of sad-ass, Friday-the-thirteenth, are-you-in-the-house-alone crap is that? So we were a little floating island for five days, unable to answer the door or the phone or use the internet, cut off from civilization, you know, except for teevee. And then it was Samhain. And then we both got sick in sequence, so I've been a little diverted. But I didn't forget you, gentle readers. And so with that in mind, I bring you another post:

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Phew, I'm so glad you're back.
It's my treat - if I get through this book or write a page, I get to go read 'col's latest post, but on the 13th reading of the Christmas post, the incentive factor had begun to wain.

Let's raise a glass and toast the vegetarian bears that deigned to not eat 'col!

Smokey the bear says "growl, rumble, sour grapes. She'd be slim eats anyway."