And so my adventure starts… after days of lists, and more lists, and endless minutes working my way through computer-‘assisted’ call networks to cancel subscriptions, convert to on-line subscriptions, explanations, discussions… [an example – I thought I would try to save some trees by simple cancelling my hard copy of the New Yorker while converting to the iPad version. But no. Either I get both or I cancel my subscription and resubscribe, for a lot more money, to the iPad version. So my housesitter Natalia will be introduced to the New Yorker. I tried to explain to the young woman on the phone that it reminded me of the diner scene in Five Easy Pieces – which I just found on YouTube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6wtfNE4z6a8 - where Jack Nicholson wants toast with his omelette tries to order toast… when told that he’s not allowed any substitutions, he orders a chicken salad sandwich on toasted bread, hold the mayo, hold the lettuce… and hold the chicken salad].

You must be leaving San Francisco about now - safe travels, and congrats on finishing that thesis in all the chaos of SFO! Here we're just watching the mercury rise ;-). Take care and talk with you soon! Andie
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