Monday, January 30, 2017.
Incidental Dental. The Phone Crew Visits Yet Again.
I am in need of a dentist. I happened to pass near such an office a few weeks ago and saw that the dentist's name was the same as that of the man who did my last dental renovation--in 1976. went inside, to find that the staff was on its lunch break. I fully endorse the idea of closing shop for lunch. I called the office later, and found that my long-ago dentist is indeed the father of the DDS whose name is on there now. I will see them this Friday.
I continued on to lunch at Pontchartrain Po-Boys, where I indulged in a large bowl of red beans and rice with hot sausage. The beans were nearly perfect, with the ideal texture and seasoning. It didn't need Tabasco. The place was busy as always, with that St. Bernard Parish-style abundance in the servings.
This is the day when the phone company finally buried the cable that travels about a hundred yards from the roadside pedestal. The job was interrupted when one of my neighbors who use the Cool Water Ranch's road to get to their houses came by right when the phone guy was in the middle of the road and couldn't move easily. She tried to go around him but got stuck in the mud from the side of the road. But we knew that this would happen anyway.
After the cable project, the internet--which had run fine through the morning--went down again. We've now battled this defect for a full week. Another tech showed up to take fix it again. It's nigh unto deranging my mind.
Fortunately, I have the relaxation and pleasure of singing with NPAS On Monday evening. That always calms me down.
Pontchartrain Po-Boys. Mandeville: 318 Dalwill Dr. 985-626-8188.
