After going through telephone hell with a couple of credit card companies I got everything closed out and told them I was cutting up the cards.
so I pick up the office mail for today and there's a credit card statement from Discover Card and Master Card. Very puzzling. so I open them up and they both read: purchases - .00 credit - .00.
I hate credit card companies - all of them -- even the one whose name is on my card. But sending me non existent bills? Guess I know why rates keep going up - waste of time and money! That's the kind of money they're making off us. They can afford to just leave you in the computer - and waste all that paper and postage.
Now my viewpoint is: "Man, I wish I could figure out some way to make them pay return postage. I would make out a check for .00 and stick them with the freight both ways.
I just may do that with one of them - to see if I get any reaction.
Through the wonder that is Pandora radio, I have re-discovered and am enjoying even more the great, tight tunes of The Amazing Rhythm Aces. But last time all my interest meant is that I would turn the car radio up when they launched "Third Rate Romance".
Yesterday friend Tom Wieseler, after a lovely noon breakfast at Da Norske Nook, pulled out a video of the Rhythm Aces and i was very, very impressed with all the guys in the band. And I agree with Wieseler when he says that having two keyboard players in one band makes for a unique sound - well - maybe not -- but it sure as hell is fun!
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The photograph of my ride is up today just because I like my blogs to have a picture.
Long as I am at it I wanna give my Scion xB her props: I love ya' baby!
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A joke contributed by my Arkansas/Texas big buddy, Matthew "Matteo" Capellini:
GOD LOVES DRUNK PEOPLE TOO!
A man and his wife were awakened at 3:00 am by a loud pounding on the door.
The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push.
"Not a chance," says the husband, "it is 3:00 in the morning!"
He slams the door and returns to bed.
"Who was that?" asked his wife.
"Just some drunk guy asking for a push," he answers.
"Did you help him?" she asks.
"No, I did not, it is 3:00 in the morning and it is pouring rain out there!"
"Well, you have a short memory," says his wife. "Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down, and those two guys helped us? .
I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself!" God loves drunk people too.
The man does as he is told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pounding rain.
He calls out into the dark, "Hello, are you still there?"
"Yes," comes back the answer.
"Do you still need a push?" calls out the husband.
"Yes, please!" comes the reply from the dark.
"Where are you?" asks the husband.
"Over here on the swing set," replied the drunk.
I love it.
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