finally arrived, the fed ex part. the usps and their one item are awol for a second time. i could head over and see if its sitting on a shelf but without a notification from my mail box ill be forced to go with a tracking number and then theres the problem with my id though in the past theyve been mighty lenient.

no one to blame but myself for that one. i biked over to pick up the fed ex package yesterday. the package got as far as the counter before lady mcstickler decided my lapsed passport was a no go as valid. could see there was no arguing with her. just hoped it would find its way back to the truck whence it came and out for a final go today before the dreaded return to sender and with it my plunder.

i plastered my door with instructions:

1) ring, ring, ring
2) call, call, call

and if all else fails leave it at the store across the street. i was not going to let that $65 of free garbage slip through my grasp without a fight.

the tracking showed "pending" this morning which to my mind meant "lost" but after i sent out an email i received a notice that it was out on the truck for delivery. at which point, no sound was permitted that might shroud the sirens call. no pod did cast. no college did rock. only my "thoughts", the fan and the crooked keystokes remained.

and like every movie ive seen of late the end was anti-climactic.