God was teasing me big time tonight. When we got home, the satellite was out and it looked like we wouldn't get to see "Burn Notice," which is my favorite show on television. Just about fifteen minutes before, the satellite feed came on and we were watching it without much care. Then, with about fifteen minutes left in the program and Michael Weston double-crossed by his buddy, the satellite went out and didn't come on until later. Now, the rain is strong and we are watching a recorded program from earlier in the week. That is ok, and I can watch "Burn Notice" on the internet, but it is still a little frustrating.
Oh well.
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