The Roof is Cracked.

It seems there was a need to let light in the house. I personally would have opted to have the darkness linger at least until, say, March. This is merely a short blast while I try to find the contents of the overhead compartment where I usually keep the normalcy and intelligence.

But before we get to that, I need to say something.

Thank you.

You are the best!

No, no. You are not listening. Thank you. My sincerity is severely handicapped by my keyboard’s utter lack of body language and inflection.

By Sunday, there were a number of you who noticed I was AWOL. I am still digging though more than 4,000 messages in the SIB, so do not count on Follies tonight unless I get a giant surge of something besides pain.

Thank you to the guest posters who sent me their scripts. I promise they will go live. And to the one who needed images, I got you covered.

Thank you for filling my voice mail. I guess I really should have the code reset so I can listen to them (whistles innocently… What?).

Thank you for the texts. I have been told there were many. To save my thumbs, everything from Monday to EOB Thursday was erased without being read. There was nothing malicious in this decision. It was merely one of self-preservation, both for me and my BlackBerry.

Thank you to those who came to my aid this week. Your assistance with medical care and copious amounts of medicine and food I will never eat is appreciated at a cellular level.

If you are blindsided by any of this, it was a streptococcus nightmare which turned septic. Nothing an infusion of saline and antibiotics could not handle, after the fever was reduced below three digits.

Darkness and Light

Those who are witness to the inner sanctum know blind people would be at home in my home. While I own lamps and light fixtures, the chances of the fluorescent abominations burning are close to nil. So, what is it that brings my inner vampire to hiss when the light burns?

Bamboo matchstick blinds. Love.

During the day, I use natural lighting. No, I do not use solar power panels to burn bulbs. They are called windows. The light is filtered to come through at an intensity which does not sear my eyeballs, but it is natural sunlight.

At night, especially at this time of year, there are around 3,000 fairy lights burning. (Did you already forget about the trees?) A lovely three-wick cube flickers happily beside Grüber and the laptop. If left to my own devices, I would remove the glaring yellow light streaming in all aforementioned windows compliments of the electric company.


Over the course of my seven-year layover in the third circle of hell, I have come to despise the electric company for more than just intermittent service and exorbitant rates. The outdoor lights are the main source of my abhorrent attitude.

Age test: Who remembers when outdoor halogens became available for personal installation? The kind of which I speak are the same breed as the ones which line roads in civilized portions of the world. Do not strain your brain. 1982. I distinctly remember Grahamp and Daddy installing them.

The power company thought this should remain their purview. They offer “security” lights to residents who live four miles past the point all hope is lost. Not those cool blue halogens, but sulfur oxide yellow sodium. I am the ambivalent possessor of two such behemoths, pole included at no extra charge.


Granted, in the years I have been here, the rate has dropped from $19.95 (each) per month to $9.95 for lights which draw no more than $4 in electricity (together) per month. Nothing gives me greater pleasure than calling them to tell them to come replace the bulb when one of my delinquent neighbor’s children disables one of them.

To stand in my driveway and look in either direction, one thing is apparent: I am the only sucker for more than 500 yards in either direction. Lucky me.

When I was really seeking darkness in which to sleep on my couch this week, it occurred to me I really really really wanted the second one (which is not at the road) to be removed. Where’s that BlackBerry?

What is is going to take?

Can I make a work order? No. Is there an online form to fill out? No. Is there someone who is not you with whom I can speak? No.

What I can do? Write a letter and send it to my board member (not the electric company) and request to have the light removed. Oh, and it has to include a money order (not a check, no credit card information) for …you may want to sit down…

Yes, guys and dolls, $200 to request them remove something I do not want at all and did not request to have activated when I opened my account with them. I had already been informed I had to pay for the asinine things even when they did not function, but to have one removed was $200 just to make the request. It may cost more than that depending on how far from the road it was.

What? Like I am going to be charged mileage? Oh, yes. The $200 was only if the light was within 100 feet of the road. It is not. Oh, well, then it would cost an extra …wait for it…

Per five (5, count your fingers) feet after the first 100.

Bend Over. I’ll Drive.

So, let’s see if my handy-dandy calculator was right. $200 just to ask. Plus, another $200 for the additional 50 feet beyond their “cost effective removal distance”. And the board member (who is not consulting anyone else) still has the right to keep the original $200 and deny the request if the light serves a community safety purpose.

(Pause while that sinks in.)

Advanced Mathematics for Idiots

I asked how much would it cost for me to buy a pole and light from them. The chipper answer: $500, plus electricity.

This is where I lost her.

I paid $39.90 per month for the first four years and seven months for a total of $2,194.50. For the intervening two years and nine months, I have paid $18.90 per month, for a total of $623.70. For a $500 light, I have now paid you $2,818.20, but you want $200 to consider taking it down?”

She could not even stammer.

One day, I want to grow up to be an extortionist. Where is Clyde? I think he needs to pay her a visit.

Right turn, Clyde.

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  1. I often think, in win / lose situations like this that are so rigged it is impossible to even see all the knots and nots, mayhap a local investigative reporter, or even a national one could be of some assistance in bringing light to this ridiculous and sadistic shelf of hell.
    And I guess this latest edition of XKCD came from your neck o’ the woods!!!
    Best of everything there is to YOU!!

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    • LOL! No, here we have much more fun things like e. coli and SMRA. 😉 The fact is, the government knows and it is legal. There is no one to outrage, no fines to collect and no one who cares what happens to a couple hundred thousand people who take the time and space to produce such inconsequential things as turkeys, milk and cotton. If we want better, we are welcome to move to civilization. <3

  2. I was also wondering where you were but as I have hardly been around myself I was figuring that it was probably down to being busy off the computer…

    Those power companies are hopeless, I had a similar problem years ago where I needed some mains wire moving just a metre up from it’s original location and they wanted to charge me over £1500 to do it 🙁 Grrrr

    I told them to %$%$£&
    or to Naff Off in a more
    understandable lingo 🙂

    Be good tonight, Santa is watching 😉

    Andro xxx

    • It is amazing how much they believe their time is worth. I may not be so irritated to pay them were they to spread that pay to the lineman doing the work. Alas, that is never the case.

      I got your Santa. Did you not know he keeps a list of where the naughties live? Hmm. Peeping Krises are good for that 😉

  3. If only Santa’s list included the naughty power companies. I can’t even say yours are worse than ours…no ma’am. Ours are no better.
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    • I think you may have just stumbled on an energy crisis answer. Let the Fat Man deliver coal to all this idiotic energy companies. Think of all the miners we would save. <3

  4. Big business tend to put profit making over everything else, including common sense.
    We are trying our best to make changes to our energy use…still got a way to go.
    Hope you win in your battle to reduce the unnecessary.
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    • LOL! My energy consumption is microbial. I have my energy guidelines on M3 as ways to save money. Check the archives from late 2011. My argument with these fools is one which cannot be won. You simply cannot have a battle of wits with someone who is unarmed 😉


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