December 15, 2005
Its time for the Annual Brother Jones Christmas Vacation report.
Karen had me string up a bunch of lights on the front porch. They looked beautiful for about ten seconds then something popped and they quit. I had to call an electrician to come out and replace two outdoor sockets. So far, so good.
One of our bathroom stools decided it would start running continuously. If it had been any other stool in the house I would have been able to ignore it and hope it would somehow miraculously heal itself, but since it was the one right next to my studio I could not. I replaced the gasket myself, but it took me half a day to do it.
My internet service has been on and off all month. An email finally snuck thru and it was from Keegan telling me my brand new DJ-ART website was gone for some reason and he was going to have to rebuild it. Somehow that one did miraculously heal itself.
A coyote took a chunk out of my dogs hind leg.
Last night I was taking a shower and the lights went out, then they came back on, and then they flickered several times. I later discovered that all this surging power had fried one of my Direct TV boxes. I was blessed to have the opportunity to purchase another one of those last evening.
The weather forecast is predicting blizzard like conditions for the exact days we are going to be traveling during the holidays.
And, last but not least when I tried to post this journal article today I got the dreaded FATAL ERROR message on my computer screen which means this fine epistle may never see the light of day
HEY, KIDS, I HEARD ON THE NEWS THAT AN AIRLINE PILOT SPOTTED SANTA’S SLEIGH ON IT’S WAY IN FROM NEW YORK CITY!
You serious, Clark?