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Floyd
10-29-2009, 11:55 PM
My internet has been down for a couple of days. The guys were here painting the exterior of the house and I wanted them to remove the old unused TV cabling from around the eaves before they painted the eaves, so I told them to take it all off. There may have been a communication problem due to them being latins, but they took it ALL off....the cable, the telephone, the internet network cables, the antenna lead-in....... every wire on the outside of the house except the dual satellite cable coming from the dish on the roof. My bad. Next time I'll supervise. It took me a while today to get everthing back up, working through the attic this time to avoid having cables running around the outside of the house. The painters really felt bad and apoligized a lot, but I didn't blame them since I told them to take it all down. On a more positive note, the house looks great now.


Here's a halloween tale for you:

A man is walking home alone late one foggy Halloween night, when behind him he hears:
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> on his heels, as the terrified man runs.
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> Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, he locks himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps.
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> The man screams and reaches for something, anything, but all he can find is a bottle of cough syrup! Desperate, he throws the cough syrup at the casket...
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> (hopefully you're ready for this!!!)
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> The coffin stops