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TELEPHONICAL

We are still hooked up to our land line.

I know.

We had decided to go all mobile and we have.

We just can't cut the Verizon umbilical.

The intent was to cut off after a period of receiving calls on the line.

If someone called, they got a recording saying that we had gone cellular and we would call them back.

It is amazing how long the tail of the calling kite is.

Just when I get ready to call Verizon and disconnect, someone from the deep dark past calls and leaves a message.

The last one was from thirty years ago!

You can't go to 411-information or the web to find out mobile numbers.

So, it has been almost two years and we are still hooked up.

We do not call out at anytime although some people who come into the house use the phone.

And now, the 'old' phone we had is not really working.

It is a cordless model and the batteries are gone or something.

I looked it up.

Another cheap appliance.

Forty bucks got us a new corded phone (and useless remote not optional).

It is the only unit with a cord. Can you imagine?

$40. How do they do it?

I ordered it from Amazon.

But, I had a lot of fun hooking it up. It tells you goddam everything to do and if you do it wrong it even slaps your wrist.

So here we are with a new phone and message machine hooked up to a line we don't use anymore.

We do live in bizarre times.

Yesterday a new shredder and today a new phone. Both for peanuts.

That is it for me though.

Like my Dad said for twenty years: "This is my last .........." Fill in the blank.