Last night I took my bluetooth off as I drove to a delivery. I just stuck on top of my phone in the outside pocket of my moneybag. Yes, it fell out when I got out of the car. After work I drove back to that delivery. I found my bluetooth (about three inches away from my tire!!!) soaking wet on the pavement. It had been raining all evening. I shook the water out of it and dried it off. It still WORKS! I'm a lucky, lucky dog! Yes I am!
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Have received the rooster brass. It's pretty good looking. Still can not find any rabbit brass beside the $29.00 ceramic insert one. Don't want that one.
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I have noticed a trend now, in non-pro bloggers. By pro-bloggers, I mean people who write for a living. Anyhoo, I have noticed that around five years in, they stop. Even if it's a diary type like mine. After five years they have said everything that they want to on a public stage, or their life circumstances have changed (Baguette On A Table, An American In London). Usually for the good, other times, they just stop with out any notification, leaving cryptic comments from people who known then on the dead blog (A Girl And Her Netflix Account).
I hate this. At least tell us that you are leaving. Baguette and London, I understand, but I actually lie awake at night wondering what happen to Andrea. Is she all right? Did she lose her job, get cancer, become depressed, forget her password, or. . .even. . .die?It's not fair. Leave a goodbye post for God's sake.
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Sometimes I wonder why I don't get comments is because this doesn't work. Bet you that I am wrong!
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