In lieu of actual content

Because, you know, it's Friday and all:

• It is never a good sign when you see a news truck parked in the median near a busy intersection.

• That person who called Customer Service today with a credit card that wasn't going to get a bank approval no matter how many times she changed the expiration date: untrustworthy, maybe; overextended, definitely; but "retarded" is probably a bit much.

• Those "Illinois calls" from area code 773 from "Miss Flowers" and "Jacob Weinstein": look, you nimrods, unless you tell me up front what the hell it is you want in the message you leave, there isn't the slightest chance that I'm ever going to return your call. Contrary to your stated belief, I decide whether you "need to hear" from me. ("Flowers" claims to be at 800-685-1536; I mention this strictly for the sake of search-engine users.) *

• It is probably not a good idea to pop an expectorant and a decongestant within 90 minutes of one another.

• To the guy in the Accord who diced with me through that traffic bottleneck: Well fought, good fellow. (It's simple physics: you increase your speed to get through those narrower openings.)

• Note to self: The cherubic face and devilish curvature notwithstanding, you have towels older than that. Acknowledge the attention with a smile, and drop it there.
  

Welcome to the weekend. Geez, I'm beat.

* Addendum: Lynn has a lot more to say to people who abuse her answering machine.

Posted at 5:51 PM to General Disinterest