Dear Google: Part 2

Dear Google,

How are ya? I got over the fact that you guys insist on my having a cell number to easily access your services. In fact, it seems that not only Google but life in general is insisting that I finally get with the program, as payphones are now outright vanishing from major metropolitan areas altogether.

So I am inching ever closer to getting one.

But I need a favor.

If you guys could solve your Blogger issues with IE browsers, that'd be great. Because I lost about three days of opportunities to update the posts on my three blogs.

If Google is trying to tell me that IE is crap and not to bother, I get it.

But it would be cool if all the Google engineers put massive resources into ensuring that the Blogger code is always up to date, thus ensuring a crash-free existence.

Think you guys can do it?

Let me know.

Your Partner In Life

Arctic Chill in LA: My True Calling?

I think I may have found my niche if ever I was to go to LA looking for work.

Not as a screenwriter, as I once dreamed.

But as an Arctic Survival Specialist (Yes, an ASS).

I may even feel like an ass after a while, taking money from good people for saying things like "You WILL be warm again! Look at me dammit! Clouds are NOT evil! They are our FRIENDS! I know the winter coat you bought at the Disney Store doesn't do the trick! Here's a real one!"

Then again, it might be easier to lay a little MTTP on them.

Move To Toronto, People.

Have a great day!

Your Partner In Life