I am back. I didn’t post while away, I’m terribly sorry. For this reason, please allow me to rant.

I hate MOTHERFUCKING AT&T.

Here’s the situation. I was an AT&T customer for years (back when it was Cingular, then AT&T – it may or may not have been AT&T first, but sure, I can’t remember…). Their customer service was horrid. I mean EVERY MONTH for the last year of my contract I had a problem with the bill. Random numbers (to and from Brazil?! My Portuguese is nonexistent), charges, and just very abrasive CS reps. Awful. So finally, I switched to Tmobile. Choosing them was primarily a decision based on their international rates, both while in the US and while abroad. You see, this may not have been clear earlier, but I do a fair bit of traveling.

All was well and good for several years. Then the iPhone was introduced. And motherfucking AT&T holds the monopoly on their service. Well, I held out. For 2 years. And this year, as my 2nd Blackberry died, I figured, why the hell not.

Well, I’ll tell you why the hell not. They charge OUT THE ASS for Data Roaming. Seriously. It was fecking INSANE what they wanted to charge me. 20G for 29.99? Have you ANY IDEA the amount of EMAILS alone that I receive on this bloody thing?

Not to mention that everyone in Dublin seems to be stingy with their Wifi (what, I can’t steal service from you? AW, C’MOOOOON!!!!). So, my work was lagging, my blogging was nonexistent, and I believe that Laymee and I nearly had to be committed due to separation anxiety.

I should also make clear that on a personal note, I cannot seem to focus at ALL lately.  Everything I can do to keep on top of work!!

But here we go. A little of Ireland for you.

First pint on Irish soil for this trip. It's a tradition, always in the Dublin airport. As this is not just a tradition for yours truly, I honestly believe the airport has one of the best pints in Dublin; they go though the stuff like mad. Frequently poured = Fresh Guinness.

So back to the matter at hand.  Have any of you seen this chef d’oeuvre?

Yes, I can give you a moment.  Sweet baby Jesus, I certainly needed one.

There is some business we have to discuss. Jordan, I am woman enough to admit that I have a nearly less than platonic hard on for you.  Laymee has professed her “admiration” for yourgoodself, and we applaud you.  In offering, allow me to present this:

This, I'm sure, has some significance to you, Jordan, and so, enjoy.

Which brings us to why we fancy clever-types such as our blogcrush over there.  Wit.  Ladies, if a fella can make me laugh, he already has a foot in the door.  Which leads us to the obvious progression that almost anything else he wishes can follow.