So, as many of you may remember, I used to create posts for this blog on a weekly basis... about three posts per week or about depending upon the length. Then, like a strange eclipse shadowing the land in eerie light as mutant creatures clawed its way out of the ground as putrid, pus dripping zombies, I had vanished like a puff a smoke.
Where did I go? What was I doing?
I could say I was out fighting those putrid, mutant, pus dripping zombie/demons. And this might be as close to the truth as a person could get--- metaphorically speaking if those demons are based on circumstances such as life's hardships. Work, disturbed (thank the heavens they are gone) tenant neighbors, and general life issues have risen to spew those doubts and uncertainties we fight against so as to have a normal, everyday existence.
Today, I will show you one of my demons past.
Yes, my phone. I have battled this demon for the past 10 months with dropped calls, interrupted service, and just plain snarly behavior. The day I missed over 4 calls with someone important only for those messages to appear in my voice mail 4 HOURS LATER was the stake I wanted to drive through this cellular devil of communication. Contacting my demon-fighting brethren (as in my phone service provider) I received a free bag of demon ass-kicking equipment. That is to say, I got a new phone for free if signing away my soul in blood on a 2-year contract. Here is my new demon sword of righteousness.
Yes. A smartphone. I received a communicative piece of artificial intelligence that shall one day rise up against its human masters and rule the world. It's taken me 28 days to figure out all the little doodads and apps and thingamabobs to get it just right. I was ready to go up against the evil forces of life with this pocket demon buster at my trustworthy side.
Then it turned to the dark side.
The screen wouldn't light up on my Jedi light saber. I called my demon kicking brethren (phone service provider) and asked them what the gist was. They didn't know. None of the other "signed their souls over to the corporate communications devils" had a problem like mine. But, in an act of graciousness so I could continue to fight the battle against my life's demons who are worst than the demon-kicking brethren (but not by very much after showing who their true allegiance was toward--- a.k.a. = $$$), I am being sent a new phone at no charge. Today. Then I'll send my defective light saber back within 10 days or be charged full price for my bag of demon (but not devil communication) butt kicking equipment.
LG Ally smartphone = Life's Good with an Ally, when the AI intelligence isn't plotting your demise.
So that's what I've been doing. Fighting life's demons. I'll hopefully get back to a regular schedule of posting in the coming weeks with the slaying of at least one of my demons.