Got back to Comcast and after all kinds of drama, just too long and bo-o-ring to even outline, I got my monthly bill back down, this time to $117, quite an improvement. I do think Comcast was put on this earth by the gods of disarray in order to drive me stark, raving....
Went over to Bam! (which stands for "Books A Million," the stupidest name imaginable, rivaled only by the "'R' Us" chains) to find I have nine bucks left on a gift card. Must get over there when I have more time.
Met Betty at Red Lobster at 1:00 and we had a nice lunch. We both ordered shrimp and I a Sam Adams seasonal. I was very tasty, but after a few gulps, I noticed there was a piece of paper floating in it. Management, properly contrite, gave me another and didn't charge.
Went to Boscov's after, to try to get shoes. It was a madhouse---big sale on shoes--and very hot in there; didn't find any. I ran into Dayle, from Players & Playwrights; will see her Sunday at the meeting.
Went to Canal's for wine, then to Produce Junction and got twelve beautiful, long-stemmed pink roses. Stopped at the cemetery on the way home and put a rose on Pat's and Jay's graves. Will give one each to my cast after the play today.
I didn't get home until almost 5:00. Talked to Bobbi, who agreed to take Mary Jo home after we go to Ventura's (off shore) following the show. Now I must pull together all the myriad items I have to bring.