September 14, 2007
David Rochester used to write blog posts I called Rochesterisms. He doesn’t so much any more, perhaps because he is breaking on through to the other side.
I used to write imitation Rochesterisms. There may not be much to imitate any more, but little details such as that don’t stop me.
Wednesday morning (after I had come home late Tuesday night and noticed the plumbing not working), my wife told me the plumbing was not working. After a visit from the plumber we learned that the pressure tank was not working. The good news was that he could slip into town and pick one up and install it that day. The other good news (for him) was that we had enough money in our checking account to cover the $900 to replace the old pressure tank (which had one-year warranty) in our still pretty new (two years old) house.
I will write the pressure tank company a fan letter with copies to our general contractor and installation plumbing contractor. I’m don’t expect anything to happen. I’m just getting my yahyahs out.
Yesterday, I was teaching a computer class and writing something profound on the white board in front of the computers. It was so profound (though I no longer remember what it was) that I chose to use a red white board pen for emphasis instead of my usual black white board pen. After I wrote it, and later thought of something more urgent (if less profound) to write, and started to erase the red white board writing, I realized that a very alert and intelligent person had left a permanent red marker on the tray under the white board. Whatever it was, it was not so profound it needed to be on the white board permanently.