Two kinds of people can be found on city streets: those with white wires trailing out of their ears, babbling gibberish into the void and those walking quietly -- observing, listening, thinking.
Last night something in a dream cracked me up and I woke up at 3 AM laughing. This rarely happens; am not sure it's ever happened. It was some combination of images and a badly spelled word.
I am about to jettison my landline. Verizon still has these legacy copper wire customers they are neglecting because the big push is for wireless this and that. Every year or so I get overwhelming static on the line and some hapless unionized guy has to go up the pole and kind of half-fix it. I will switch to all-cell service but it ain't gonna be Verizon. F*** your shitty company.