The Day the Music Died

Today a man from the cable company showed up at my house and cut our cable.

Literally.

With wire cutters.

I've had free cable since October, and I thought it was my complimentary gift for having a very difficult life. I had a very disorganized next door neighbor, who probably forgot to disconnect his cable service when he moved, so we've had six months of free cable. Thanks, Keith. Sorry you got evicted.

But it's Thursday. The mean, mean man cut our cable on a Thursday. No Gray's Anatomy. No Earl. No Men in Trees. No nothin'.

And so, out of spite, I am going to drag myself to the library tomorrow, pay them the $50 in late fees that I owe them, and I am going to

read

a

book.

HA!