A close by the end of the week sounds possible.

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My broker came by today. I had planned to visit his office, however, he beat me to the punch. I did not wake until 14:30 or so, and was not moving fast then, so beating me off the line was not exactly a heralded event. I signed the form I thought I was going to have to track down myself, and my brokerage is sending that to the appropriated government agency which will complete the tasks, probably, it requires and pass the form the form frees to the agency in primary need for... Argh!1!!!!1134!@ Whatever. Enough. But I think that was the last one. All that remains is a final inspection after all the work has been completed. My broker believes the end of the week will see this done.

A couple of fried ham and cheese sandwiches were needed after my visit. Though the cheese I bought, what I had thought (and was packaged as) chipotla (sp?) cheddar, was horrid. It tasted like American cheese, or as cheese makers actually tried to get it mandated to be called, embalmed cheese (traditional cheese makers really did try to force that name on processed cheeses). The last cheddar cheese slices (this time just plain cheddar) tasted like this as well. I need to find good sliced cheese or a decent block of cheddar and a process by which I can slice my own in small batches while still storing the larger chunk longer term. Blathering, still not awake, but there it is. Just in case you wanted to know what was on my mind.

What else is going on I have no idea. Oh, I need to talk with someone at the local Verizon store. Someone has stolen my old phone or simply my phone number. It is being used for text messaging, phone calls, and has caused problems. I have known about this, if not the extent, for a bit, but I have been busy with business or busy hiding from business, and this is my first real opportunity to begin tending these side issues. I may be contacting a lawyer regarding this. On this matter I might well sue. Especially if it ends up that my phone walked out without being deprogrammed or if I believe any other shenanigans took place.

Well, tha, tha, that's all folks! Bidaba, bidaba, bidaba, good day!