What an ordeal.

Once Verizon bumped off its FIOS service to Frontier Communications on April Fool’s Day (appropriately enough) stuff happened.

We started hearing an unidentifiable *beep* from somewhere in the house, but it was of such short duration we couldn’t pinpoint the source. We timed it, and the missus and I positioned ourselves in various spots every 15 minutes attempting to triangulate it with no luck. We were hunting for an electronic cricket and after unplugging/dismantling every thing we knew that could beep, it kept recurring.  We thought we we’d been pranked by a friend, cursed him while searching likely spots he might have hidden a quarter-sized “beeper.” No dice.

On a whim I opened up the FAU closet and found the culprit. There was the Verizon FIOS equipment, and every 15 minutes it was telling us that its backup battery was dead. Bastards.


So I reset the alarm, yanked the battery. Silence for 24 hours, and then it began again – every fifteen minutes.  Hitting the reset button daily was a temporary solution, but we could finally get some sleep without that infernal beeping.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence, that I’d only imagined that the Utoobage was stuttering. Nah.

Then BAM.

Nine days later, our landline and internest access crapped out. The landline came back, but internet access and WIFI was dead. I called Frontier Communications. Technicians would be out the following day between 8AM and 6PM (a tight window) so I took the following day off without pay, as did the Frontier Communications techs who didn’t bother to show up or call to cancel the appointment.

Buh-bye, Frontier Communications.


Time Warner Cable has been deluged with calls from disgruntled Verizon / Frontier Communications subscribers to set up new services, so we waited it out.  Three “appointments” later, Time Warner Cable finally came through this morning.

I never realized how much we depend on internest access, and having to watch TV only added to the torture. Instead, I watched “End Of The Century” and “The Imitation Game,” and read Elliot Carson’s excellent book “Joe Rochefort’s War.”

Anyway, we’re back. Thanks for your patience, and we’ll try to make up for lost time.


[Related post here, and no, that’s not me in the .gif.]

We’re Experiencing Technical Difficulties.


Sometime on the 18th of April my internet connection got up and walked away never to be seen again. It has to do with the Verizon / Frontier Communications transition. After a service call no show, we decided to call Mr. Time Warner, and we should be back online sometime next week. See you then.

Your Pal,

[Update: Apparently I’m not alone…]
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Honka Chicka Hot Links


Wallington Chevron sells Seattle Propane, and it’s a gas [via].

Daddy’s really thirsty.

Perspiration goes “Poof.”

Google “Run Hog Face” and this is one of the image results.

This is awesome. And so is this.

That should outrage everyone regardless of one’s political affiliation. Integrity in journalism is dead. Welcome to the world of Pravda.

[Top image found here.]



Saturday Matinee – The National Blues Museum, Andy Williams & The Temptations, The Continentals & The Trashmen

The National Blues Museum just opened in St. Louis, Missouri. [via]

In December 1969, Andy Williams (aka Mr. Moon River) got down and funky with The Temptations. He looked mad, dammit. [via]

The Continentals (Richard Frank, Lead Guitar; Robert Sarlo, Rhythm Guitar; Ricky Mangone, Rhythm Guitar; Joseph Messina, Drums and Ralph DiForio, Vocals and Bass Guitar) recorded July 9, 1961 on Ted Mack’s Original Amateur Hour.

I dare you to Lip sync Surfin’ Bird. Now sing it without a backup band. Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll be back tomorrow with more inanity than you can stand.

Street DJ with Gramophone, London ca. 1920

London DJ 1920

Free Bird? I don’t think I have that one, but I got Wang Wang Blues.”

[Found here.]

Testudinoidealistic Hot Links

Tortoise above the Venetian Lagoon 1555 Melchior Lorck

Occasionally I google three random words just to see what turns up. “John headlight insect” produced this, and I’m going to try it tomorrow.

How to change a lightbulb.

A Fallen TearThe El Dorados [1956 Vee-Jay Records].

A Fallen TearThe Marcels [1961 Colpix Records].


Beep … beep …  beep … THIS equipment is evil.

The Chalk Police have been summoned.

Look out, Cannes. Look out Oscars. There’s an old kid in town.

[Top image from hereMelchoir Lorck‘s “Tortoise above the Venetian Lagoon” 1555].



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