I’ve gone and done it again. Many of the iron disciplined purists that haunt this forum may consider me a sell-out for doing it, this I realize and fully appreciate. My only defense is that I am coming to the defense of my poor Brother RD. Because of his suffering I will expose myself to the very breath of Satan in order to help lift him from the fiery pit.

I was this past Friday afternoon when my Dogs sprang to full alert, letting me know that we had an intruder. I let them bark and raise hell a bit, as I always do. They enjoy it so much and letting them do it helps to reinforce what I consider to be positive behavior. It also lets whoever is on the other side of my door know that man and beast await them. It’s good all the way around.

Through the gate he came with a purposeful stride with the Comcast logo embroidered on his shirt. I didn’t owe them any money. I’ve been without television and internet access for nearly two years. I could no longer afford the outrageous expense of paying someone for a service that more often than not only brought me news that pisses me off to this day. It was poison and I was paying nearly One Hundred Fifty Dollars a month for it.

After I finished explaining this to the salesman he offered me a deal I could actually live with, even on my restricted income. For less than Fifty Dollars a month I can now have the same service that I could depend on to piss me off in the days of old. In these poor economic times even the cost of raw sewage has dropped dramatically.

I am risking my health by exposing myself to this sewage but I do it so that I can have greater access to the Revo and take some of the load ole Granddad has been totin’ here so he can take more time with that brood of his. I am glad to be returning to the Revo full time. Hopefully I can increase the volume without sounding like a broken record. Yeah, right.

You will recall that I swore this off as an evil vice and encouraged others to do the same. Making it even more sinister is the fact that, unlike many of my other vices this one is taxed. I assume that because the base rate of the service is lower the taxes will be lower. Now that it is a vice I can afford it controls me less.

The Beast had to find a way to take a dump in my house and make it fashionable but I promise to serve it back to him on a silver platter. For someone who envisions an inevitable move off the grid it would certainly seem that I’m moving in the wrong direction. Now I will have an IP Address and that just seems wholly distasteful to me on so many levels. I’ll just have to look at it as a means by which I can better observe the battlefield. There is no way to be effective in any battle without getting a little bit of it on you.

That’s the best I can do. If I couldn’t do that I wouldn’t be getting the service. Maybe in that way I can somehow redeem myself. Now poor RD is going to have to concern himself with moderating the content of my posts, which will soon be able to fly in at any time of the day or night. MWoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Happy Birthday Real Revo!

(Readers Note: I won’t be connected until next week and this week RD will be down here in the Sunshine State from Tuesday until Thursday so things will be slow here without the contributions of our many talented writers)

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