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I know we get older, and our waistlines expand.  Simple math.  But it seems to me that when you are General Maximus Decimus Meridius you should get some kind of special dispensation from simple math.  I watched a recent flick, Boy Erased, and noticed that Russell Crowe has lost his Gladiator look.  Alas, time marches on.


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It was like old times last week.  The kids were sick playing hooky on Thursday and Friday so I babysat.  It was kind of fun.


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My newish iPhone I got a few months  ago has a battery issue.  As in, won't hold a charge.  It has been getting progressively worse so went to Verizon to see what could be done.  First Verizon store: two options.  Either buy a new phone or just keep this one.  Hey, douche bag, I've got a third option for you.  Turns out this Verizon store is kind of a Verizon store but it doesn't so this kind of stuff.  You have to go tot he Verizon store you bought it from.  SO down to St. Pete to the store we bought it from.  I remember it being a smarmy aging surfer-dude.  Wonder if he is still there?  Turns out he is but we got a Russell Crowe lookalike who kept asking if I charged it all night.  Uh, yes, no, sometimes.  Then he asked when I got up?  I said 3:30. Whoa, early, what kind of work do you do?  I'm retired.  Whoa.  Strange look.  Well, do you have to recharge by noon?  Yes, probably a couple times before noon.  It won't hold a charge.  The bright interrogation light is blinding am I'm starting to sweat.  The grilling is getting too much and I break and ask, but what is going to happen o me now?

He responds by saying that they will provide a replacement, but NEVER again, and if I have any problems then it'll be between YOU and APPLE!

Jesus Cristos, I walked out pleased but also half crying.  It was like  finding a twenty dollar bill on the sidewalk but you are with someone you owe money to.  I was exhausted by the mental pounding and jockeying.  Anyway, I'm getting a new phone which only seems right since mine was still under warranty and defective.


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Republicans storming hearing room most are allowed to attend, Trump of all people barking about the wrongness of nepostism, Bakr Al Baghdadi, endless Mets managerial search,  Stephanie Grisham, press Secretary's Twitter,  Northlandia so close I can smell it.  Parteeeeee, Miss Maddie.


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And @PressSec responds as well: “I worked with John Kelly, and he was totally unequipped to handle the genius of our great President.”

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It's a somewhat abbreviated Tidbit day due to no phone and lack of anything else to say.  Happy trick and Treating.


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