Pain

Well, folks, it's that time again.......yep, you got it! Time for an all-new episode of TTEM, the blog that 3 out of 27 Estonians described as "something the likes of which they had never seen before, since they haven't even had computers for very long, and what's a blog anyway?" That, my friends, is as opposed to a re-run, which we here at Pendragon Hold refuse......REFUSE, I tell you, to allow on these sacred pag.........what?..........we just ran one? Oh.........never-mind, you got a new episode, be happy.

So, what has happened to justify staining the internet with yet another posting about the goings-on here in the midsts of rednecks and alligators?

That I'm not sure I can answer..........

However........
That old demon that used to haunt THE Wife is rearing it's ugly head again. Yep, after quite a long period of relative inactivity, her "spasmodic torttacollis", as they like to call it in doctor speak, has returned with a vengeance and we have returned her to the neurologist for another round of botox injections to calm the effected area and put a stop to these constant headaches/migraines/hell-on-earth for non-masochistic types.

The GOOD news?

Well, it seems that instead of our firstborn child, lots of money, and an arm and a leg, our prescription meds carrier seems to only want a rather standard $20 for a "thirty-day supply"...wink, wink.

I asked the rep if she fully understood the drug I was inquiring about and she assured me (wink wink) that she did.

I ceased arguing with her.

THE (well, not THE, but one of the) daughter starts her new job with AT&T tomorrow and will soon be bringing home bacon so that we will not have to deport her elsewhere. Actually, we do enjoy her company and will enjoy even more what her EMPLOYED company can contribute to the household. I must point out, however, that she HAS done some cooking and cleaning and such around the house which has saved us from having to hire an undocumented Canadian to do it for us, even thou we never have been able to afford that anyway.

We got a nice chunk of tax refund from Uncle Sammy this year, but Aunt Property Taxes promptly ate almost all of it, so we are going to have to wait for cousin DUBYA to send us more money to spend. I'd like a brand new Imac, but I'm married, and I wouldn't be for long if I scratched THAT itch. You husbands out there, say 'AMEN, BROTHER".

So, for this episode, just to shake things up a bit, I would like everybody to write their comments on a small piece of paper and tape it to a nice 7 mega-pixel digital camera that uses AA batteries, has excellent low-light performance, and mail it to Pendragon Hold, RR1, somewhere in Florida.

And have a blessed day!