Last week I was watching Charmed at the gym while I spun on the elliptical. My mom and I used to watch this years ago, so when I know it's going to be on I like to choose an elliptical near the screen that will be playing it. (That way I can reminisce.) In this particular episode Page, Phoebe, and Piper were watching the northern lights appear in the San Francisco sky, at the same time as there was a full moon. "With this convergence," Page said, "it's like the universe is trying to tell us something. But what?" Then a unicorn showed up at the Manor and all three witches and the demons who came to attack them mysteriously lost their powers. (I didn't get to see how the problem was solved because I finished my course on the elliptical.
I've been feeling like there must be some universal convergence now in my own life, but it affects telecommunications, not spell books. The phones at the office have a terrible feedback while line 1 is permanently busy. (Thank goodness for the available, if ever noisy, lines 2, 3, and 4.) The internet has to be rebooted each morning and slows down by the afternoon. My mother's house phone will ring only once before it drops the call of whoever (often me) is trying to reach out. The only cable channel that my parents watch regularly, the Weather Channel, is futzy and usually out. The internet is sluggish. And then my mom's cell phone died a quiet but dignified death on Monday (after nearly six years of service, anyway). I'm still getting used to the quirks of my own new cell phone. And now my own computer, also six years old, can't hold on to a signal from the wireless and insists that it isn't connected to the internet when it is.
Anyway I'm not loading a photo today. I'm hoping this communication convergence ends soon.
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