I Love You, Ma Bell!

Julian Assange, from Wikileaks, at the SKUP conference for investigative journalism, Norway, March 2010 (see http://www.skup.no/Info_in_Englishhttp://www.skup.no/Konferansen_2010/Programmet) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My chickens are coming home to roost.

Or my words are. 

Is there really a difference

between chickens and words when all is said and done?

I mean what's it all going to matter in a hundred years, eh?

 

Anyway, that's the way I'm hoping Bell Canada is going to see it this week.

I'm switching my internet provider over from Bell Mobility to Bell.ca

tomorrow. 

Cheaper rates and I won't have to deal with Mr.

Slowasmolassesanddumbasadoorknob at the Bell Mobility

torture chamber store anymore.

The problem is that I bad mouthed Bell in several a blog.

And I'm worried that just the way the US waited grimly for Wikileaks

front man Julian Assange to make the teensy weensy mistake of not

wearing a condom one night in a Swedish hotel room, Ma Bell who

knows all and sees all, has been roiling and seething, waiting for me

to try to sneak on board.

Just kidding Ma!!!!

Didn't mean it, Ma!!!!

Anyway,  I'm hoping to be back online Wednesday.

Maybe.

If the river don't rise.

And Ma's in a forgiving mood.