Wednesday, November 28, 2018

Scrooge-itis

   I'm watching my first Christmas show of the year. It started off with Pentatonix and has gone steadily downhill since, if that's even possible. Talk about phoning it in. But who likes those old holiday songs anyway? Unless of course Hoda is dancing with Al.
***Today the John  Ray fuel truck stopped and made a delivery. Odd enough, because I'd called them last spring saying to stop deliveries because their price was too high. Polsinello, now Mirabito, filled our tank Nov. 12, and price was $3.179 per gal. Average NYSERDA quote was about $3.14.  John Ray's price today was $4.299 per gal. Tank only took 50 gal. because it was recently filled.  So I'll call John tomorrow---looks like he owes me 50 bucks.
    I could gripe some more--there are issues---but I'll stop and count my blessings. There are some.
    Gotta go---Jingle Bell Rock is on.    O, Lordy, the annoying kid and the puppet, AND, no less than Howie Mandel grotesquely embarrassing people while pimping his show, and John Legend with the worst lip-synching performance in the history of TV.  I wonder if the Christmas Tree will be blood-red.
 

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