I just decided it’s about time I had a new watch (mine is virtually hanging off it’s strap) so I went to amazon and searched ‘watch’.
The very first result was A Hat Full of Sky. Odd because I am obviously a Prattchet fan and that is probably the next book I’ll buy.
I can see why ‘watch’ turned up that. But it’s still slightly odd.
And as an indirect result of that I’ve discovered the next book Going Postal
When I got home Monday I found a weird letter from a bank I didn’t know. It was about an account they wanted to close and I either needed to claim it or they would hand it over to the state.
So I called them Tuesday and asked them what they were talking about. About 8 years ago I needed a credit card and I opend a secured account. Well the card company trusts me now and they don’t require the account anymore. So great. I going to get about $600 dollars.
Two months ago I splurged on a new television. A huge and heavy Sony WEGA. Last night an accident happend and the set came off the stand and it fell about 3 feet to the floor. It still ‘works’ but the color is completly screwed up and no I didn’t buy the extended warranty and I dont’ think it would have covered this sort of accident and no I don’t have renters insurance either.
Guess how much that TV cost? Guess!
You got it. Six hundred dollars!
I hate my life.
Why? You just got karmickly reimbursed for the cost of replacing the new TV! Sounds pretty sweet to me. (But this time … how about that warranty? ;))
If I had found about the money right after the accident it would be different. However, getting 12 hours of dreaming about what to do with an ‘extra’ $600 dollars, only to have the question settled by, well, let me face it, my own (obscene gerund) stupidity was a bit disappointing if not in fact heart breaking.
Oh and this is only a small part of my life. Trust me, if ‘living the life of Reily’ is what one says when one has an especially charmed or blessed life then the ‘living the life of Zebra’ is what one should say when one is constantly beset by all manor of tragedies and annoyances that seem to come on a regular basis and that any positive thing is instantly countered by a negative.
That is why I hate my life.
Isn’t the manufacturer’s warranty good for at least three months? Are there obvious signs of it being dropped? Are you really that scrupulous? 
You might also be able to get by with just readjusting the convergence, in all probability. Do not despair, Zebra. You may well still have an extra $600!
I clicked on this post “Odd personal co-incidences.” and saw A Hat Full of Sky mentioned. The book I started reading today.
Weird.
om works in mysterious ways.
Two more. Post about Alexis Bleddel in a GQ thread and then a thread about her turns up on another board. Minutes later a neck cracks on TV and I see the thread about neck cracking in GQ?
That happens to me all the time on this board. The other day I was poking my finger in my ear and noticed the whole cartilage kinda hurt. Immediately there was a thread about ear cartilage hurting. What? Is there a secret epidemic going around?
Then I was reading the Favorite Southern-isms thread, and not 15 seconds after I read this one southern-ism, someone said it on TV. It wasn’t that common a saying, either.
In 1991 I went to Amsterdam. I stayed at a place named “Bob’s youth hostel”, which was famous for it’s hash and eggs breakfasts. So I had the eggs, and some hash, and was hankerin for some hash browns when some people mentioned that they were going to take the Heinekin brewery tour. I didn’t know the folks, but I asked if I could tag along, since, ya know, it was 9 am in the morning and a beer was sounding like a good idea.
At some point during the blury yet colorful day I managed to snap a couple photos of my companions before I ended up at a coffee house in the kind of stupor best saved for Amsterdam coffee houses. We parted ways and I never again saw those folks again.
Well. That’s a lie.
I was going through my European tour pictures while cleaning out my basement this summer. I came across the two I managed to take at the brewery. My wife’s co-worker, who had just moved to Minnesota from Syracuse, who had no connections to Minnesota in 1991, who thought he had never met a single soul from Minnesota. Well there he was. Smiling at us.
We thought it must have been a doppleganger. So my wife asked at work the next day if he had ever been to Amsterdam. Yup. 2 days. Back in 1991. So she produced the picture. He was pretty stunned.
There are obfious signs of it being dropped. However I am beginning to think it can be repaired. I think the screen is out of alingnment. Of course my Star Wars DVDs arrived today and as the word crawl went up I could clearly see that they were not level across the screen. So I think the side with the bad color is pushed back.
I’ll have to call around for a repair shop. It may cost me a couple of hundred dollars to get it fixed but that is better than all six.
Still though, I hate my life.
In black & white, you look like a horse.