So last night the Mrs. & I were treated to a late night knock on the front door. Now the big No Soliciting sign doesn't seem to deter solicitors, and I usually have harsh words for them, but to show up at 8:30 makes me use foul language.

I saw in the dim light some kid holding a clipboard and I immediate queued up several profanities to unleash upon him. However, when I turned on the porch light and opened the door, I actually had to retrain myself from hugging him.

Verizon FIOS has now been ordered for the homestead.

Bandwidth. Sweet, fiber optic bandwidth.

And I hear their TV quality kicks Brighthouse's ass up and down.

I'm so happy!