You know how you are when you haven't seen someone in a while and you have about twenty things to tell them but you don't know which one of those things you should start with so you just say hey over and over when you see them?
That's where I am. Hey.
Last week I was at the hospital, something I've had blessed little of as caretaker to a person six months shy of 90. The hospital is no place for a 90 year old nor a hyperactive child. She wanted out of there a lot more than I did and I wanted out pretty badly. Thankfully her stay was only two nights and thirty tubes of blood.
So it's a week later and still there's a lot going on. But last week's patient is much improved which means I can better focus on the other jobs I handle from a computer in my living room. Things you can't even think about in a hospital room.
Like column writing. Hey.
The funny thing is, right now there's a lot going on, but when you read this, right now there won't be nearly as much. At least not in my world.
The conundrum of the newspaper deadline rears its ugly confused head once again. Thanks to deadlines, I'm writing the night before the first show of a ten concert music series I am producer of takes place. It's the culmination of six solid months of planning and work.
But you are reading this at least the day after that first concert. There's not nearly as much going on because all the hard work of music series production ends with the first show. It sort of runs itself after that.
It was an incredible concert on a beautiful evening enjoyed by hundreds, if you haven't read the reviews yet. Hey.
One of the essential tools in keeping your head above water when running the world from your living room is an internet connection. When it's on, the possibilities are endless. When it isn't, it must be Tuesday in Elkhorn.
On the day after a three day holiday, the cable that carries television and internet to Elkhorn City stopped working at around 10am. No worries for business users. It only took twelve hours to come back on, just after 10pm.
Who provides our service you ask? I don't really want to name names, it used to be a company whose name rhymes with buddenfink, but they sold to someone whose name rhymes with optimum.
You won't find that name in the yellow pages. I'm serious, I looked.
Never fear though, once I dug an old bill out of the bottom of the garbage for the number it only took ten minutes of automated voices on a service call to learn I can get updates on status for local internet service outages by going to their website.
You know. The website on the internet. The internet we can't get to. Because they can't keep their cable on.
Sounds optimum to me. Hey.