Objects in the rear (view mirror)
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netIt's funny how seemingly unrelated memories can suddenly come back to you, strung together like a band of dime store pearls.I was sitting in the bathroom the other night (tying my Reeboks, you degenerate), when I heard this on the police radio: An officer reported seeing a guy wearing plastic slippers and an orange jumpsuit walking, basically, in the general direction of my house down Jefferson Street.And here's the profound part: The officer didn't think about calling it in until roughly 17 minutes after he saw the fella.I'm guessing Kid Cop was rushing to find his favorite ice cream truck, and when he couldn't find it at one o'clock in the morning, it dawned on him to double back and check out the suspicious walking dude. Who was wearing plastic slippers and an orange jumpsuit.I immediately sprang into action and did what any Heroic Responsible Citizen would do: I turned off all my lights and peered out the blinds. I peeked out the top part of the w
They have been, they are, they will be...
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netI think I caught a few readers off guard with my last column. And, maybe inappropriately amused a couple of others.When I resumed posting my ramblings for public consumption a few months ago, after a short hiatus, I swore I would keep it simple and mostly humorous. I apologize for failing you on both counts, Incessant Reader.But sometimes, it seems, The Truth inadvertently bleeds through, not unlike Poe's Telltale Heart. And each of us, mere characters lost in our own personal dramas, fear and avoid it at all costs.Only at the end of each of our stories do we ever seem to find that a true heart never lies--not intentionally, anyway. Too often, too late.Just A Trace received a lot of comments on my latest humdinger. And the good ones stick out. My thanks to Jason in Colorado; Melissa in Wichita; Dmitri in Pennsylvania; and Stephanie in the Little Apple.As I alluded to in the previous post, last Friday night wasn't the only time I've ever experienced such
Humor and the Paranormal? Oh, my!
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITH JustaTrace.netI left the compound last night--against my better judgement--to try my hand at holiday shopping. Alone, and without training wheels.When I first went out the front gates, I had no clue what this new column of ours was eventually going to be about. But, soon thereafter, right in the middle of the Wal-Mart electronics department, it suddenly hit me. (It kind of felt like Chester the Monkey viciously slapping the back of my head.)Lunging the shopping cart across the aisle, I blocked traffic like some officious motorcycle cop holding up traffic on Main Street in order to write a five dollar parking ticket.And I whipped a crumpled index card out my pocket and madly began to scribble something on it.Any alert clerk would have suspected that I was either some body's Highly Organized and Conscientious Husband in charge of a Shopping List, or an undercover spy from Target doing top secret price checking...Regardless, in that instant, I captured the essence of this
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, Paranormal
Intercepted Letter to the North Pole
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netDear Mr. Santa, Your Honor, Sir:Thanks in advance for all of your future efforts, no doubt, to quickly resolve the following matter:As noted in the attached copies of my previous correspondence with you, I specifically requested a Panasonic Toughbook laptop computer this Christmas. Not the so-called gifts you unceremoniously dumped on my front lawn last night, that, based on their condition, fell from an altitude of approximately 10,000 feet. The debris field you left in my yard reminded me of the mess found on Mack Brazel's ranch back in Roswell...What gives with you showing up the night before Christmas Eve, anyway?I'm sure that all of this was just another "innocent oversight" on your part, you paranoid old fossil. Some sort of a preemptive strike, perhaps? (I instantly recognized that distinct contrail of yours splattered across the night sky. So, don't deny it was you.)Apparently, you still carry that silly little grudge.Once again I apologize for t
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, North
Smith Colony lowers flag to half-mast
1970-01-01 00:59:59
I just heard the sad news of the passing of Jerry Ford, a respected American leader and a good and decent man.He only served 895 days in the Oval Office... But he will always be remembered for calming troubled waters and bringing a tremendous sense of healing to a hurt, angry and ailing nation. All those years ago...Gerald R. Ford: 1913-2006.God speed, Mr. President. God speed.
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, Colony
I'm not going to write this down; who would ever believe it, anyway?
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netI think it happened again last Friday night.I know I should have seen it coming. Just like I always should have seen it coming. The dreams. The delusions. The whatever...Friday morning, as I remember, came way too quick, after only a few hours sleep the night before. I woke up agitated and strangely nervous, and spent the whole day galloping from window to window like a skittish Dalmatian left home alone, waiting for his owners to return.Finally, finally, I tried to take a nap about 8:00 pm that evening. If only I could get a full eight hours of sleep all at once... I thought as I drifted off.At 1:30 am, I was startled awake by a loud noise. Must have been the newspaper banging against the outside of the front door...Two minutes passed. Four minutes. Seven minutes. 1:43 am.Bang, bang bang! From somewhere just outside the house. Bang, bang, bang, bang! It didn't sound like anyone knocking; it sounded like someone or something violently shaking the locked me
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, not going
Special Anniversary Bonus Article
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netI just glanced up at the clock and it occurred to me that-- had I stayed married--today would have been my 18th Wedding Anniversary
.This is largely on account of 18 years ago today I married a preacher's daughter who was 18 years old at the time. Coincidence? (I was just barely 21 years old myself.)As it turned out in real life, we were only briefly married for less than five months.And five long and awful months and no kids later (thank God for the no kids part), she and I got an annulment. If wives were cars, I guess you could say I "forfeited" on mine and gladly let it go back to the dealership... In original condition save a few stains on the upholstery.In 1988, she supposedly was destined for some far away Bible college until I came along. Her stepfather was a minister, and in every way this hot new girlfriend of mine was a stereotypical Preacher's Daughter.Needless to say, her stepfather and her mother HATED me. And that's an understatement. They f
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, Bonus
, Article
Can we finally get it right this time?
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netThe 2008 Presidential Race is heating up. And I'm not ready for it to get so hot yet.Just ask any of my friends and advisers from The Basement Days. Especially Scott, who now owns a bar in Wichita: Many years ago, if you asked me, 2008 was the year I planned on running for President myself.Of course, I didn't plan on getting the party's nomination, but I fully intended to accept the Vice-Presidential slot on the ticket.Before that, I fully anticipated serving nearly two terms as Governor of Kansas.In 1996, I was still right on track for all the above. In 1996, you see, I was the Democratic nominee for the Kansas House of Representatives, in the 112th District.My Republican opponent, John "Darth" Edmonds, outspent me 25 to 1. (Meaning, he spent $25,000 and I spent $1,000) But I still take pride in the fact that I won over 25% of the final vote... And took a serious chunk out of the seat of his very best dress pants.During all of this political commotion t
Famous typist leaves readers hanging in mid sentence
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netYears ago, when I was training to be a police officer, our Range Master revealed this amazing insight to us: Never draw and fire your weapon at another living person without first having an Agenda"Trace," the instructor used to stress, "never shoot a guy without first having a damn good reason." Then, like Yoda, the instructor smiled knowingly.And then Jerry, the newbie sitting next to me, always raised his hand. Jerry was constantly freaking out that the 50 rounds of ammo we carried on our duty belts might not be enough..."Jerry," the instructor used to stress, "if you ever have to fire all 50 of your bullets in the line of duty during one single routine traffic stop--you're in a World of Shit." Then, like Yoda, the instructor smiled knowingly.Well, I've long since hung up my Glock pistol.And I've taken to the keyboard. The pen being mightier than the sword, and all...But I believe that the same wisdom picked up from that half crazed Range Master can be
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, leaves
, readers
Remembering the Cheyenne Lights
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netThe last time we spoke, I was telling you about a mysterious box my cat accidentally found on a top closet shelf. It was marked "May-September 1987." A place in time I deliberately haven't thought about in years.It was the Summer of 87. The Summer of Jackie...Jackie and I were introduced by her cousin, Deena, who was a good friend and co-worker of mine at a local newspaper. And there was an instant spark between us.I'd had a girlfriend or two in the past. But this was the Official First Love they all sing about.I turned twenty that summer. I guess you might have called me a late bloomer.And like any great explorer, it appears now I took careful notes for posterity. And for the historical record. Whatever that amounts to these days...Among other things, the mystery box my cat found contained my personal, handwritten journal from way back then. And it now sits on my desk, arriving like some long lost message in a bottle. Somehow teleported from the past int
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, Cheyenne
, Lights
Power surge leads to discovery of mysterious box
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netI was my good luck, it seems, to have had a very scary computer glitch tonight.It was the kind where you turn the power on for some additional appliance that happens to be hooked to the hard drive (ain't your fault, right?) and suddenly there's an audible pop loud enough to alert the neighbor's dachshunds to start yapping like two crazy old men fighting over a game of checkers.Oh, yeah. All the electricity up and down Jefferson Street went off, too.But the important thing to consider here was my computer. Not two whining little dogs across the way. Not neighborhood safety.And even if my computer did emit some giant electromagnetic pulse that tripped bank alarms, shattered windows, and blew out expensive plasma television sets all across the city (that last part would be really funny) let's not lose track of the most important thing...I found myself sitting in front of a blank screen. There are so many surge protectors in this house it's ridiculous. The
Temporary schedule change announced
1970-01-01 00:59:59
The JAT office will be closed in observance of the passing of Jerry Ford, 38th President of the United States.Just A Trace will return on Sunday.
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Breaking News: Saddam Hussein actually executed?
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netThis isn't my normal column, Constant Reader. That will still run on Sunday as planned.But, once again, I find myself disturbed in the middle of the night. And the only way I can overcome it is by typing.I got the news that Saddam
Hussein
was hanged about 9:10 pm CST last evening. I was sitting in the Situation Room and I was expecting it. If ever there was a good argument for capital punishment, I suppose Saddam would be the perfect poster child.Here's what unnerves me, though: within seconds, the major news networks were promising video tape of the actual execution.I am a journalist at heart, and I realize the more you tell and show the people the better...But, didn't Geraldo Rivera learn his lesson back in January of 1977 when he "covered" the Utah execution by firing squad of convicted killer Gary Gilmore?As he was leaping over razor wire fences and dodging prison guards, I can still remember Geraldo, dressed in a dandy leather jacket, shouting to hi
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, Saddam Hussein
God told them to move to Great Bend
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netI was standing in line at a convenience store yesterday to buy a lottery ticket when I overheard the most remarkable verbal exchange.It was like a tiny one act play written just for me. For my entertainment pleasure and mine only.This stranger runs in to pay for gas for four different vehicles out at the pumps. Being in the middle of Kansas on such a cold and snowy afternoon, my first guess was that he was a bounty hunter and all the cars and passengers were some sort of backwoods posse of his.Probably after the James/Younger gang or something.But he wasn't packing a six gun, and he was fairly well dressed. And he was rambling excitedly to the clerk and gesturing wildly. The stranger was grinning like some possessed clown doll.And he was talking about finding God.Well, I've had my fair share of run ins with preachers of all sizes and shapes. Legally and not so legally ordained. (I was even briefly married to a preacher's daughter for a few months...)The
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I was having a fantastic week, until...
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netWell, I was actually having a merely great week until Constant Reader Rachel sent me some rather disturbing information last night.On Monday, I heard from my old friend, Mike, who recommended I watch the movie Session 9. (The main character of the film is--in real life--a spooky old insane asylum.) I wonder why Mike saw it and thought of me...Also, I'd heard from some political types who are gearing up for 2008 and need help organizing in Kansas.But, now I have this disquieting mess to deal with:As if to say "amen" to an earlier story that drew a record number of comments here at JAT, information is surfacing that 698 boxes of high quality video from the first alleged moon landing that vanished without a trace are still missing..And this isn't just any old footage. In a sentence, the grainy black & white flickering images a billion people watched live on TV in July of 1969 were but a watered down version of the real deal. 700 boxes of truth, to be exa
Impossible Dreams and Presidential Shoes
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netWell, it's more or less Wednesday. For some of us, that's good news. For some of us, it's bad.Based on your many comments, Constant Readers--and backed up by accurate polls and surveys nearly as sophisticated as those of Fox News--I've decided to publish strictly a Sunday column in the future. Just like nationally famous Sunday columnists, of which I really can't recall one single name.Primarily because I am as lazy as a neutered cat. And that would be sad if that were the stand alone reason for this decision. But, alas, it's not.I have other pressing writing commitments. Projects that, no doubt, will make you pridefully embarrassed you even know me.Special Good Friend Stephanie put this idea in my head last week: "TRACE," she said in capital letters so I would clearly understand her, "FORGET GIVING THE MILK AWAY FOR FREE AND WRITE THE DAMN BOOK THAT YOU CAN GET RICH WITH."Just between you and I, there's no telling if the damn book will ever see the
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, Presidential
Aliens, 52 Card Pickup, and the Art of Looking Busy
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netApparently, I haven't done anything for the past couple days. I know many of you are immediately jealous of this. But please, do not envy this lifestyle. (You'd wind up throwing yourself out of a window in three days tops--guaranteed.)Oh, I've been busy enough...on the inside. But, looking at me from the outside, an untrained observer would jump to the conclusion that I spend all of my time sitting and staring out the above mentioned window way too much.When I stare out this window, I adopt a pose, wherein, I sit with my elbow on a bookshelf and my chin resting on my hand. I adopt this pose largely to convince my cat that I am a really deep and contemplative human who is busy thinking up incredible stuff way too deep to even consider sharing with other humans.Yes, I have finally become the kind of person my cat thinks I am... For better or worse.In other news, I talked to my friend Jeremy for quite a while Friday afternoon--largely about the strange juxt
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, Pickup
What is metaphysics? What are metaphors?
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.net(Insert great opening line here.)As we speak it's early Saturday evening, and I've been put in charge of a skillet of Stroganoff Hamburger Helper.I'm also waiting for it to snow. According to The Weather Channel, I should be prepared to go and stand outside precisely at 7:00 PM to carefully monitor it.Between the Hamburger Helper, contingency plans for a possible blizzard, and writing this column, I'm juggling nearly three chainsaws at once.But, that's just the kind of guy I am... The faint of heart need not stroll my way.(Spit.)Good friend Jeremy was in town last night and we actually had a great time. We did the usual Man Stuff--like sitting out on my driveway (in a car, stupid) until 3:00 AM, drinking beverages and merely joking around about throwing our empties over in the Bad Neighbor's yard across the street.Jeremy was concerned that I may have been abducted by aliens (repeatedly) in the past--and I was concerned that he was concerned.(Hold on a
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Fake moon landings: Go or no go?
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netFor years, one of my favorite arguments to get into with friends and enemy combatants has been the reality of NASA's six moon landings
.Did America fake it? In short, does America fake it every time?The evidence for this theory is so massive, I won't get into it here. If you look hard enough, you can find several books about the fake moon landings at Amazon. And you can find it on the internet for free.Here's a good link: http://www.ufos-aliens.co.uk/cosmicapollo.htmlWhere are the stars in the photos... Why are there numbers and letters painted on some of the boulders... Why does the LEM appear so clean, when the surface it landed on was so dusty... Et al...No doubt the Mercury and Gemini programs were real enough. So is the space shuttle program. (This would explain the real life problems they've had. Human and mechanical error, you know.)But the Apollo program? Come on. After those three poor astronauts fried on the launch pad--I believe it was Apollo
Bad neighbors rot in Rent-to-Own hell
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netWell, the rent-to-own truck visited the Bad Neighbors across the street about an hour ago. Just like it did yesterday.Yesterday, the Bad Neighbors got a giant screen high definition surround sound television.Today they got several simulated oak cabinets the size of caskets. A month ago they took delivery of what looked like a 125 gallon fish aquarium; before that it was three huge decorative wall mirrors and a trampoline...Neither of the Bad Neighbors work. They can't of course. They just had a new baby!Can anyone see where I'm heading with this?I had a buddy named Gary once who simply had to have a deep freeze. It seems he had just acquired 150 pounds of steak. From somewhere.Gary went to the usual stores in town and they were all out of the type of deep freeze he was looking for. The type of deep freeze that goes for $300 to $500 retail. You know the ones.In desperation, Gary went to the rent-to-own dives.Sure, they had what he needed. And before he kne
Where are we going? Where have we been?
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustATrace.netI'm as nervous as some one's pet python at an Oklahoma rattlesnake roundup.For the 39th year in a row, it appears I'm going to participate in New Year's Eve festivities. Whether I like it or not...As we speak, I'm eyeing the clock. And trying to keep my mind off about eleven different things. Specifically, eleven humans--who are now confirmed to be billeted at a local hotel and, more or less, might be anticipating my imminent arrival.Why, I do not know. I saved my allowance all year and splurged for a second floor suite of my own, right alongside theirs. Plus, I'm taking all the credit for procuring a large party room--which, technically, was free with the purchase of eleven Chicken Fried Steak Dinners.What else do they want from me?Nevertheless, weather permitting, I'll soon be traveling, via private jet, the three or so blocks to the hotel where my friends await. (Access to a private jet seems to be all the rage this year with everyone I know.)If t
New Year's Revelers, New Year's Revelations (Part One)
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netApparently, I have a new buddy for life named Donald. He's twice as big as me, three times older than me, and he has a mustache. Apparently, I have no choice.Donald is the new husband of an old gal pal of mine named Mary. I've kept in contact with Mary since college, when we were assigned to each other as lab partners in multiple science classes right out of the scariest parts of the Bible.You might say I brought her motherly instinct out. You might say she was my secret weapon through 20 credit hours of stuff I don't even want to think about anymore.She had three little kids back then and she was struggling, just like I was, merely to be a student.Mary and Donald live in Illinois now, but they were visiting relatives in Kansas over the holidays and found their way here for New Year
's Eve. Along with her oldest daughter, Leeza. (Leeza is college age--I'm guessing between 18 and 40. I can't tell anymore--and she just went through a nasty breakup.)The l
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New Year's Revelers, New Year's Revelations (Part Two)
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netEditor's Note: Scroll down and read Part One first. It turned out I was pretty busy for a few hours after that. And then everything calmed down.I finally tried to get some sleep.At mid afternoon, someone was knocking on the front door. Knocking, hell, they were pounding.I put on my glasses and peered out the blinds. Normally, I don't open the door for anyone--but this was the one exception (and if she were a crazed assassin...).It was Leeza up on my porch, and her parents were setting out in their fancy car in the drive.Mary was smiling from the passenger seat and Donald stuck his big, meaty hand out of the driver's side window and waved. (For the record, all three of them were wearing dark sunglasses.)"We were on our way out of town," Leeza explained, "and thought we'd give you this..."Leeza then thrust an object in my direction that was so bright and colorful, Constant Reader, that for a split second I feared it was that damn peacock my friend Curt st
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, New Year
, Part Two
Through a Looking Glass, Darkly
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netThe Land of Nod summoned me early last night. They said it was an emergency. It usually is.I quickly packed a bag. Knowing I'd be out for the night, I decided to grab a quick power nap.And a few minutes later wild honking from my roof jolted me upright and I found myself floating through the ceiling.They sent Jeremy to pick me up this time. He was driving a shimmering white golf cart limousine.Show off.I threw my rather heavy bag in the back, and climbed in beside him in the front. Jeremy wildly stepped on the gas and I felt my stomach being left back on my rooftop.I also felt the urge to flee, but the golf cart limo's canvas door flaps were snapped shut. And we were sailing along about ten feet off the ground.I may have suspected I was dreaming. I don't know. In fact, I now dream lucidly all the time. After November 30th, 1999, and all. It comes with the territory...But I sensed this would be more like a Sid & Marty Krofft Night.Of course I was righ
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, Looking Glass
This is very morbid; I'm going straight to Heck for this one
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netI feel like throwing something out the window and making a mess all over the yard.Of course, there's a problem with doing this. (There are inherent flaws in any really cool plan.) If I threw something out the window, I'd eventually have to go outside and clean it up. And right now, it's cold out there. And very, very dark…Plus, can you even throw the Internet out the window? Would you do it metaphorically? Would you do it metaphysically?Specifically, I've been feuding with my high-speed cable provider for the past several weeks. I've been calling "888" numbers, rebooting my hard drive dozens of times, manually resetting my IP address, and even considering switching to DHL.Mostly though, I just jiggle wires. If I jiggle enough wires, it always seems to go back on for a while. And--I have the hunch that if I did actually pay the $99.00 for a cable technician to make a house call--wire jiggling is the same Secret Technique he would deploy.(Thro
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Technical Update...
1970-01-01 00:59:59
Just A Trace is having massive problems with its Internet high-speed cable connection and we are in the process of fixing this.We will do our best to post a Sunday column. Our plan is to begin switching providers starting at the beginning of next week.In the meantime, e-mail and other electronic correspondence may or may not be interrupted. If it is, don't freak. (Freaking out is our job.)We'll do everything we can to resume our regular duties as quickly as possible.Again, if we accidently disappear for a few days, this is why.
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, Update
Is it possible that I am once again unstoppable?
1970-01-01 00:59:59
By TRACEY SMITHJustaTrace.netWell, this is weird: for the first time in ten years I feel happy and ambitious. I'm not content, however. In the next few years, I have too much work to do for that kind of nonsense. I have to make up for lost time, you see.Last week was good to me.My first textbooks from XYZ-U arrived last Monday, much like a new friend of mine had accurately predicted on the phone late the Saturday night before. Without even meaning to, I think she's naturally psychic. As it turned out, the books weren't lost in a plane crash after all. (Even though that would have made a hell of a story.)I'm kind of overdoing it with the home studies. I'm supposed to be completing two "lessons" a week for the next year. And then start writing the thesis…But, I've been completing and testing on two lessons a day. And my eyes are beginning to hurt.This whole distance learning Master's Degree program is self-paced. And, despite what you may think you know about distance
Switch to DSL a success
1970-01-01 00:59:59
We made the switch from our cable Internet connection to DSL today without any problems whatsoever.I'm actually baffled that it turned out to be so easy. But I'm not going to knock it...By happenstance, I discovered Vongo.com and a free trial subscription to their film library. So far, I'm not too impressed with their slow download speeds. (Gee, I wonder what that could be contributed to?)As some Alert Readers must be noticing, I am blogging at the moment and not "column writing." From here on out, I may blog ten times a day or I may choose never to blog again...But my gut hunch tells me that most people would rather get a line or two from me daily than have to endure a "Self Serving Sunday Column" that comes out only once a week.And I agree.In fact, I may post again tonight before I take a nap... Lots and lots of things going on in the news, you know.
To blog, or not to blog...
1970-01-01 00:59:59
I got up so early this morning that I had to go out and and shake the roosters awake.Before I took a nap last night, I had an interesting conversation with my Phone A Friend. She told me, among other things, that not that many people do, in fact, read my weekly columns.Therefore...Her point was--I guess?--that I shouldn't worry about any security breaches that may surface if I would forget the formality of the Sunday column and just blog about, and I quote: "What the hell, exactly, I do 24/7."Well, Stephanie, I have news for you... It's not that exciting. You'd be disappointed. (And NO, I am not going to rig The Smith Colony with web cams... What am I, a freak show?)In other news, they may be deciding where to bury Anna Nicole today. The court hearing to determine that gets under way in Florida in a few hours. And I'll be monitoring that ridiculous charade plus the upcoming, soon to break out any day War With Iran in my own Situation Room.I also have a few movies on deck that I dow
Now... Is that service, or what?
1970-01-01 00:59:59
All in all, I'm happy to report that Vongo is performing well beyond the call of duty here at The Smith Colony.And what pleases me even more, is that a guy named Eric Becker, the Executive Director of Corporate Communications for Starz.com, is actually reading this blog!I've watched two downloaded movies from his company so far, and both viewings were totally flawless.Plus, he clued me in on the all powerful Watch Now feature. And "download speeds" are now a thing of the past.It's that kind of personal service that's going to keep me subscribing to Vongo in the future.For a cheap alternative to standing in line in the local video store, I can't recommend Vongo highly enough...Thanks, Eric!
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