Last week’s focus was opera, this week’s focus? Possible tragedy, here at home, or maybe it’s just what I get for being gone for so long. The sign at Sandy’s was gone. Same special, same deal, but no sign. Which is too bad because that was a favorite piece of neon artwork.
“What happened?” I asked.
“It’s gone,” the counter help explained.
“But what happened?”
“No more sign.”
We were returning from the mall, and another trip to a cell phone store to try and sort out the phone systems. I’m still recovering from the near-sighted manufacturers who don’t make cell phones “water resistant.” Least they could do, you think.
So the port for a number is underway, so I’ve been assured. We’ll see. Huh.
Unrelated (except that I have fondness for the folks there):
Midland, Texas, is looking for folks whop moved away, trying to bring them home.
Tiny Fish Tales:
Two small fish, one was a bass, for sure, and he was a feisty one, especially for his size. Then a bunch of larger perch, but only one phone picture.
