Thursday, May 23, 2019
CELL PHONES, HEAT, POSSIBILITY OF MURDER
Yesterday I received more mail for the guy who used to live here (see my previous post for explanation).
I am starting to get very slightly suspicious.
I've lived here for four and a half years and never previously received any mail for him at this address. Not one thing.
Here's the Big Question (capitalized for emphasis):
Why this sudden postal surge?
It seems kinda odd.
I know the guy has a dubious past, but I genuinely believed I could trust him. Now - however - I'm wondering if he has a plan to murder me and reclaim his old homestead.
Don't laugh. Stranger things have happened. He seems like a nice person, but.....
....Jack the Ripper probably seemed like a nice person, too. Until you got to know him.
The rain has stopped (finally) and the summer heat has arrived a little early. Gorgeous sunny days.
On Tuesday morning the water pressure (here in the house) was very low. Finally there was no water at all. I didn't panic. This happens sporadically.
I said "To hell with it" and decided to drive to town.
By the time I got back home, the water was on again.
I bought some good things: fresh corn on the cob and tomatoes. Roasted chicken. Ice cream. I haven't had ice cream in years. Tried some yesterday and it was heaven.
I also bought a new cell phone.
The recent Tracfone that I purchased is absolutely worthless. I seldom get a signal and can't text at all. Every time I try to text I get a "Check your network connection" message.
My first Tracfone was great. I had it five years with no problems.
Tracfone now features Alcatel phones, which are so bad that you'd do better using two cans and a string. Or Indian smoke signals.
I recently did some research on Alcatel phones:
They are designed in France.
Anything designed in France is crap.
They are owned by a Finnish company.
What has Finland ever given us but cheese and Sibelius?
They are assembled in China.
This conjures visions of eight-year-olds
working as slave laborers in Mao Tse-tung factories.
Anyway, my new phone is a so-called smart phone. Which was a big mistake - considering that I hardly ever use a cell phone. I only need a cell phone for texting - -
and for emergencies, like if a former resident of this place tries to kill me.
This "smart" phone is at least five times more expensive to maintain than the Tracfone was. And it has loads of bells and whistles that I'll never use. You can supposedly watch a movie on it.
Who the bloody hell would want to watch a movie on a cell phone???
I haven't yet activated my new phone. But I did read part of the 700-page instruction booklet. Which is in about 450 languages.
Globalization, my ass.