And the weekend has started for some of you. Weekends are when I work. We are approaching the slow times of the year, so by the middle of December I'll just be putting in time to get a paycheck. My hours will go down, but that's okay. I'm sure some of you know what I mean.
Yesterday I had my car inspected. $158. That's terrible for a brand new car which has no problems. $80 of that was for the oil change. Me thinks I'm going to need to start going to one of those places that changes your oil for $35 in order to save me some bucks.
I did chat with the NYT yesterday about cancelling my subscription. Previous experience has taught me to always chat, never talk on the phone since you're always connected to a high powered sales shark. As some of you might suspect, I didn't cancel, however my subscription rates have changed... dramatically. I will pay 50 cents a week for the next 52 weeks, and then my rate will go up to $2 per week... for eternity, or as long as I decide to subscribe. That's a big drop from $18 per week. It's digital, believe me, they can afford it.
In my book The Body in the Tower, something happens in what I call the Greek statue garden of the Louvre. The museum calls the space something else, however for my purposes I redubbed it the Greek Statue Garden. Since not everyone has been to the Louvre, this is what I was talking about. It probably doesn't look the same today, since I took this about 12 years ago.
