My life is like a mini-moment taken right out of "Napoleon Dynamite".
I swear, it's true.
On the phone with our e-mail provider and they give me - I'm not kidding - a "temporary password" that includes the word: TALON.
I just about fell out of my rolling chair.
Not to mention, I'm apoplectic with how much time they're taking -- we've been on the phone 25 minutes now, and they CANNOT tell me what the problem is.
Jeremy was so sweet, but WHAT THE HECK?! This can't be happening ...
THERE, Karyl, is my RANT for the evening.