Well, I made it.  Another week is drawing to a close and the Super Bowl ads are upon us.  According to the news radio, the best fortunes rely on the Giants winning, so, Go Giants!  Once again, we are waiting for the arrival of the appliance repairmen.  Somewhere between eight and twelve.  No rhyme nor reason, just like all the cable guys set their schedules.  I went to the local dealer to take advantage of my free oil change, but they had to schedule it for Monday.  Sheesh, we are talking an oil change here.  I hope we don't need an emergency repair on an orphan car.  This is my first dealings with this particular dealer.  How they treat me can go a long way.  I hope they know that.  Most people are up in arms about the GOP treatment of the poor, exemplified by their front running candidate.  I'm more concerned about how the pink ribbon crowd decided to not grant future monies to the the largest women's health care organization.  While it is unlikely that Mary nor I will ever need their services, the pink ribbon's claim that the decision was not politically motivated rings hollow.  Sure, the decision was made in a vacuum.  Mary and I went to the library last night to see a presentation about the "Ghost Parks" of the Grand River Greenway, and while no actual ghosts were discussed, the ebb and flow of public parks in this county is very interesting.  Best of all, we got a free map of the county and that was worth the long walk to the library.  Anyway, we got home in time to see a Person of Interest, and its theme was also of interest, at least to us.  Tonight, the Gifted Man, one of my favorites, is on.  I can't wait to see a neurosurgeon as the star of his own show in a new program.   Go figure!  Oh well, tea time.