ordered anchor, PFD (hope not too bulky), and personal emergency strobe from West Marine (the REI of the boating world). My original plan was to pick it up at an Oregon store, thereby avoiding the tax, but i procrastinated so long that it won't get there in time, i have to pick it up in WA.

Cathy & i continue to try to get my satellite-texter to successfully receive a msg from hers. So far no joy.

Attempted to set a forwarding address for my snailmail at usps.com. I entered my address as "HC1" Box 576. It didnt like that, the website code asked politely if i meant "HC 1". Yes fine whatever. Now they have a new thing where they charge your credit card $1.05, using that (besides more $$) as a confirmation that you really are who you say, by comparing the CC info to who you are claiming to be. [Because of, for example, THIS.] But when i entered my CC info, THE ADDRESSES DIDNT MATCH. Because the CC no doubt had "HC1", not "HC 1". So i had to drive to the PO and do it in person. Arrived 2minutes past door-locked-closed time in Trinity Center, but the nice postal lady let me in anyway. Actually was very pleasant, the human interaction. I wish i could completely eschew the internet. But then i'd have to send each of you a letter every day. It would take many stamps.

Similarly tried to suspend DVD delivery via dvd.netflix.com. I'v done this in the past, but today i couldnt find any such option. So i had to phone, was told i'd just have to CANCEL, then restart when i get back. Whatever.

Details. Dang.

Now, trying to publish this post, the Verizon data net isn't working. It's gotten much much WORSE over the years, as has even the voice system, while i buy much more expensive and advanced phones from them, then they blame it on my phone. There is so much very wrong. As Steve Friedman has asked: "Where are we going? And why are we in this hand-basket?" Reboot.