Susan Dennis (susandennis) wrote,
Susan Dennis
susandennis

Big Freakin' News!!! Channel 61

In the beginning, this condo building had a front door camera. When someone came to see you, the would dial your unit number from the directory at the front door and you could see them on your TV when it was turned to channel 20. And buzz them in ... or not.

When I gave up my commute and started working from home in the mid 2000, the Front Door TV Network was my all day entertainment. I saw some amazing and hilarious things. I watched new neighbors move in (and totally judged their furniture and belongings). I watched a body being wheeled out, once. When the fire alarms go off, I could tell what was happening by watching the front door. I could tell when the mail was up by when the mail carrier left. It was handy and oh so entertaining.

And then Comcast turned off their analog signal and the front door went dark. It was a sad, sad, sad day about 3 years ago. But... now... maybe... the camera will return!!! I asked the right question at the right time of the Building Manager Who Aggravates Me No End and cc'd the President of the Home Owners Association Board and she grabbed the flag and ran with it. I just ran into the building manager in the elevator and he in a million confusing words managed to convey that they are getting close and the channel number will be 61. I could not tell by his convoluted conversation when it might be but having a channel number is GREAT progress. I can't wait!

When I got to the pool, my buddy who swims when I does got there at the same time. We planned yesterday to get there early for laps and then try the class together. It was 8:45. We swam and swam and 9 am came. And no class. We swam some more and finally, a woman doing water walking stopped to talk to my friend, Brody, and we learned that 1. the class was canceled and 2. the ONLY way to know was a sign that you could ONLY see as you LEFT the pool. Nicely concealed public information.

So... I just swam a bunch more laps. I knew it was hopeless to try and get home anytime before 9:45/10:00. So I swam until 9:30. When I got out Google said my normally 11 minute ride home was going to be about 45 minutes. So I went to the grocery store. When I got out, it was down to 36 minutes. But by that time I had ice cream so I just got in the traffic line. Turns out there was a wreck at a critical junction that had fucked everything up big time. It's my 'hood' so making massive use of back alleys and short cuts, it only took me about 25 minutes. But, whew.

Honey Garlic Chicken is in the crock pot.
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