photo by Ballard Avenue
We're tired of how everybody's going on and on about the snow and ice, so we look back into the files for a recent picture of the grass growing on the roof of the new Ballard library. Given how winter has started, perhaps we should have brought in the sheaves by now.
Wacky sense of humor that he had, Offenbach would have probably enjoyed this rendition of the famous "Barcarolle" from his opera The Tales of Hoffman, especially as long as the royalty checks kept coming.
Due to technical difficulties beyond our control and comprehension, we are currently reduced to a lame-ass dial-up internet connection. You could call it two soup cans and some string. It is a frustrating situation, and is made even more so by our internet provider's lame-ass technical support department. Be assured that a blistering e-mail is being prepared, one that will melt the computer screen of the poor wretch toiling away in their cubicle. It's not their fault, really—they're not allowed to do anything that might actually cost the company some of the money you've sent them over the past decade—but one has to vent somewhere.
So we ask your patience. Posting around here has been erratic of late, and sadly will only get more erratic until we get the bigger cans and bigger string of broadband operating again.