Call Me George

Contrary to what you may have heard, I did not give up blogging for Lent. Beleve it or not, my laptop has been restored to working order. So, I've got this lovely new house with space for a fine office and working office equipment; however, evidently no one in the freaking universe offers DSL service in my area. Connecting throug a modem just seems so pre-historic. My neighborhood butts up against Copperfield which has to be one of the highest per-capita income neighborhoods in Elkhart County. You would think someone would want to tap our gold mine. Come on Verizon. Aren't you always looking to make a quick buck?

Okay I have officially decided that my life is one big Seinfeld episode (only it doesn't seem so funny sometimes). Here's the problem, though: If I were casting my episode, I would want to be Kramer. After all, what does he have to do except show up and be funny (sounds like type-cating to me). Instead, I am evidently stuck playig George in this dang episode. Yes, George is bald, but beieve it or not, I still have my hair (Interesting sidenote: Did you know that if your doctor writes a prescription for a "wig" it is denied by insurance. Insurance companies will only pay for a wig if your doctor prescribes a "full cranial prosthesis").

Why do I feel like George do you ask? Well... let me tell you about my string of bad luck. Cancer. Need I say more? Laptop 1 breaks down. My car breaks down. Corlissa's car breaksdown. Stuck in God-forsaken Rancho Cucamonga all summer. Back from Cali. Feeling better. Definitely skinnier, but can't afford to shop because of the dang cancer. My car breaks down again. Corlissa's car breaks down again. Almost set my small apartment on fire. Laptop 2 breaks down. Kevin fixes laptop 2 (Thank God my friend Jen knows how to pick a husband. Sorry I called you a computer geek in high school, Kevin). More cancer. Stuck in lots of hospital beds. Corlissa's car breaks down again (This time it will cost $1,470 to fix, so we wil definitely not be fixing it). We are now down to 1 car, but... DO NOT FRET! I have now started losing vision in my right eye and can hardly see to drive anyway.

Although I still wish I could just play Kramer, the silver lining is that I've got great friends and family who are the only things making life as George bearable!