AT&T U-Verse, Part Deux

AT&T U-Verse, Part Deux

For those who have read my first blog post about switching from the cable company to AT&T U-Verse, and even those who haven’t (though you should), here is the next installment beginning a week and a day after installation. We were backing out of the driveway late in the morning of day eight and had to stop because there was an AT&T truck blocking us. The driver walked over and told us that he was there to connect the wire which had been buried two days before, and that he didn’t need to come inside. (We had been operating to this point with a wire lying on the ground from the post at the street to the house.) He then moved his truck out of the way and we left. Within thirty minutes we were back and began putting the groceries away. The...

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Visit to Portland, Oregon August 2011 – Part Four

The next morning we had arranged to meet our financial guy for breakfast at Buffalo Gap, a quaint place a few blocks up the street from my in-laws’ condo. It’s where we go every year to meet with him to discuss investments, the state of the economy and the markets, and just to refresh the relationship. Buffalo Gap is old, sort of dark, sports-bar-ish, but comfortable and dependable. And they offer some breakfast choices that, every time we eat there, last us all day ’til supper. Lots of eggs and cheese and processed meats that fill you up and keep you that way for hours and hours. And the prices are reasonable. All in all, my kind of place. And did I mention that it has a parking lot!? The next morning I was again in the mood to go out for...

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Visit to Portland, Oregon August 2011 – Part Three

Dinner at Trader Vic in Portland Because the old Trader Vic had held a warm spot in their hearts – they used to go on their anniversary every year and order appetizers and a Scorpion rum drink for two – Ellen’s parents wanted us to try the new incarnation which had only opened three weeks prior. I suppose it was like any new, tony eating establishment in Portland or anywhere else – people flocked to it as the newest thing, and parking downtown was but a wishful dream. After dropping off her folks, Ellen and I circled the block a few times, once settling on a miraculously not-full lot until we noticed the No Parking Or Your Car Will Be Blown Up sign. Second choice, but at way less risk, was a lot a block from the restaurant that only wanted $6,...

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