The Wi-Fi here is awful. I can't hold an Internet connection for very long. To make matters worse, AMEX emailed and texted me indicating they suspected fraudulent activity on my card. No, I didn't spend over $200 on lyft.com yesterday. I'm pretty sure Lyft doesn't operate in Netarts Bay, anyway. Yes, I have used Lyft: once, on April 8, 2016, in Columbus, Ohio, if you'd like to know. So, I got hacked over the crummy Wi-Fi connection while shopping on Amazon. "Mr. Knox, we've canceled your card and we'll be sending you a new one," explained the AMEX guy from the other side of the planet. Fabulous! Send it to Polson, MT. No Starwood Preferred Guest points for me this week.
I didn't bother to tell AMEX guy that I'm NOT a guy. I never bother to tell the >80% of telephone customer service people I'm not a guy. It doesn't matter, really. MY OBGYN's office seems to be able to figure it out, but only after I say that I'm the patient. What really irritates me about my OBGYN's office is that every nurse asks me when I last had my period. "Right before your boss removed my uterus." If you bothered to read my fucking chart, you wouldn't need to ask me. I should have burst into (fake) tears over the loss of my beloved uterus just to see what happened. (Remember, I don't like roll-playing.) Instead, I complained to my doctor about it right before he put something cold and ouchy in my vagina. I probably should have waited until the post-exam consultation. Note to self. I am, however, very careful about what I say to dental hygienists, speaking of cold and ouchy.
OPB is listing its stations again. I'm listening to "A Prairie Home Companion" and it Garrison Keillor's last show (again). I thought last week was his last show, but it must have been his last show in whatever city he was in last week. President Obama called Keillor and they bonded over how much they'll miss each other's respective service to the Blue States. Chris Thile, the MacArthur Genius of Nickel Creek and Punch Brothers fame, will take over as host of the show later this fall. While I respect Thile's musical talents immensely, I'm confused by the choice of a musician to replace Keillor, a quintessential story-teller whose guests were typically musicians. Perhaps there are no storytellers who want to follow in Keillor's footsteps. I wasn't enthused by Thile's guest-host shows in the Keillor format last year, so I hope he is allowed to make the show his own. If he doesn't, I'll be signing off, too. Mr. Keillor, thank you for entertaining me over the last 30 years. For the record, "Duane" was my favorite skit.
Siobhan M. Knox
In May 2016, I bought a five ton, 25’ long Class C motorhome because I like to drive, I like to travel, and it’s more fun and less expensive than living in a hotel. No prior RV experience was required, and I had none: perfect. I’m writing a book about my adventures which will come to an end when I get a job. The dogs will be sad.