Well, it’s official. A new record has been set. Yep, for the fourth time this year we must venture down into the dark and dusty basement. We have to retrieve the soapbox, and we must once again stand upon it. I say “we” because I’m babysitting the Little One, and she likes Big Papa to hold her.
So what’s worthy of soapbox pontification this time, you might ask? Well, none other than the folks at our local cable company. Read More»