Comcast Sucks! Sucks!! SUCKS!!!!!

UPDATE:  After trashing Comcast on Twitter (deservedly) and a complaint to the FCC, Comcast finally resolved the issue, and refunded me the full amount that was owed.

If you live in the United States then you’ve probably heard stories of Comcast’s awesomely shitty service.  Allow me to add mine to the record.  I had Comcast internet, cable tv and home phone service at my last home.  In order to have Comcast home phone service, a Comcast-furnished modem was provided.  At the time that I moved out of my home, I went to the Comcast Service Center in Boulder and returned all of the equipment, i.e. the modem, cable tv tuner and remote control.  I got a receipt showing that I returned all of those items.

A few weeks later, I started receiving emails from a Comcast representative stating that I hadn’t returned the modem, and that I had three days to do so.  I responded to the email stating that yes, I had returned all of the equipment, and I attached a copy of the receipt that I got from the Comcast Service Center, showing that the equipment had been returned.

Need I say that it was like talking to a wall?  I continued to get threatening emails, demanding that I return the modem.  I got a final  bill from Comcast showing that they owed me roughly $90, but that I was being charged $30 for the modem.  I called Comcast to protest being billed for the modem.  I was told that they simply had not recorded the return of the modem at the time that the bill was generated, but that I would receive a full refund check the following month.

Well here it is the following month, and I’ve received another bill, showing that I am being charged for the “unreturned” modem.  No check, even though Comcast owes me $90+ dollars.  This is SO FRUSTRATING!!!  What do I have to do or who do I have to screw to get this resolved???  THIS IS RIDICULOUS!!!

I am hoping that this post somehow goes viral.  Perhaps Comcast can be shamed into doing the right thing.  I don’t know what else to do!  Would you please do me a favor, and share this on all social media sites that you are on?  I would REALLY appreciate it.  Thanks!!!

An Open Letter to Amazon

This is an incredibly thoughtful and powerful piece that I just had to share!

Mental Health, the Media, and Me

Dear Amazon,

Over the last couple of Halloweens, social media websites have had people commenting more and more on inappropriate and offensive attractions and costumes that are seen to be demonizing those with a mental health condition, and linking mental illness with violence and psychopathy.  Despite these issues having been raised, Amazon continues to sell such items.  While the UK website appears to limit itself to a strait-jacket costume when it comes to such costumes, goes a lot further.  Various costumes on refer to them representing people from a “psycho ward.”  Another is a “skitzo” costume.  There is also a “mental patient” costume.  It’s thought that around 50 million people in the world are “skitzo” (your term, not mine), is the following the way they should be represented and portrayed?


One has to wonder why, in 2014, Amazon (or any other retailer) believes it is OK to represent such illnesses…

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T Minus Eleven Days


I don’t really know where that T-Minus shit comes from, but this is my way of saying that I am leaving for Florida in eleven days! GodDAMN the time has flown this Fall!! I am such a baby about my family, I am quite apprehensive about leaving them! However, there is a lot to look forward to in Florida, including the BEACH, warmer days, longer days, and I even heard about the Salvador Dali museum in St. Petersburg! Oh fuck yeah you know I’m there!! My ECT psychiatrist told me about it and said, I shit you not, “You wanna get a little baked before going there.”

Speaking of getting baked, I don’t DARE travel with marijuana, as I’ve heard so many stories of “pot profiling”, i.e. people with Colorado or Washington license plates being pulled over in other states just because of their license plates, and having their cars searched. I will have to use my crafty criminal mind to figure out a way to get some of this wonderful Colorado pot to Florida, independent of my car. Should be fun.

I’ve done some responsible things, like having my car checked out for the 2,000 mile trip. Eight hundred dollars later, I feel confident that it will make the trip safely. I’ve made an appointment with a psychiatrist in St. Petersburg in November. I have yet to find a therapist, though, and I haven’t made an ECT appointment. I reserve Tuesdays and Wednesday mornings for high-functioning activities such as these.

I also looked on Meetup, and sadly there is no Denver Broncos meetup in St. Petersburg. I think I will start one. By the way, have I told you lately that Peyton Manning is the shittiest-shit-shit that’s ever been shit? What a game yesterday!! We screamed ourselves hoarse. Peyton Manning accounts for at least 72% of my will to live. GOD I wish football went year-round! I think in Heaven it does.

Well I better keep this short, as I need to get back to my useless surfing of the web, and I need to drink maybe two more Diet Cokes so that I can get up and do SOMETHING by 2pm (my deadline to stop fucking around). Enjoy your Monday my friends!! Peach out!

Lookin’ For New Providers, Yee Haw!!

I am in the joyous process of looking for new health care providers in Florida. WOW! Is this a fun process! Calls, calls, calls, messages, messages, messages. I finally got through to one psychiatrist’s office and was about to have the appointment made in the shade when I happened to mention that I am on Clozaril and need bloodwork and monitoring. The woman on the line said “Oh I don’t think we “do” Clozaril. I will have to speak to the doctor before I schedule the appointment.” You don’t DO Clozaril? What the hell???? Is looking at a lab report every two weeks such a hardship? I mean really….I didn’t know I was so special. Fuck.

So I am waiting for sixty-hundred calls back. I left messages for both psychiatrists and psychotherapists. My current psychiatrist, Dr. Drugs, said he thinks I need to get both right away, in fact, he only gave me one refill on my meds so that I would haul ass and find a new doctor before I run out. What a stone cold sucka Dr. Drugs is!! Making me get off my ass and all . . .

I am taking my car tomorrow to have a serious once-over at a “reputable” car shop. I am so deeply suspicious and paranoid when it comes to this stuff. If they tell me I need a new this or that, how do I know if I really do or if they’re just taking my credit card out for a test drive? I am stressed big-time by this. I am betting (I’ll let you know tomorrow) that they will come up with a thousand dollars’ worth of work that needs to be done. At which time I will have a burst of insta-diarrhea right there in their front office. No joke. But I can’t see taking a two thousand mile trip without having the car looked over. Oh! Such a conflict. I seriously think my blood pressure is high today. Maybe I’ll take half a Klonipin. Such coping skills, you say? I KNOW! Sometimes drugs really ARE the answer.

Well I am off to get a flu shot. This day just keeps getting better and BETTER!! Maybe I can get a suppository while I’m there too. Happy Thursday, my friends!! Peach out, homies!   BPOF! Fire!

Shit . . .

This has been a down week. Fuck! I don’t really know why. I had a treatment (ECT) last Friday and ever since I’ve felt like shit. I don’t know if it’s the treatment or if I am just mad at myself for not doing the “No Sugar” thing perfectly (yes I’ve fallen off the wagon and had some binges). I am still pursuing clean eating, but GODDAMN it’s hard!! I’m still thinking in terms of a new life plan for eating, this is not a diet!! But oh how it’s hard.

The days here in Colorado have become markedly shorter and that certainly fucks with my brain. The sun is also lower in the sky, even that bothers me. I feel like a fucking whiner. I think I AM! Is whining a symptom of Depression? I think I’ll google it. Google asks me “Did you mean to ask if yawning is a symptom of Depression?” No motherfucker I didn’t!! So I found an article, more like a Q&A, Ask A Therapist, where someone says they tried to cut off their arms because they thought they were plastic, and they’re asking if there’s anything wrong with them? Oh my.

Ohhhh YEAH my ECT psychiatrist told me to get a new therapy light. Maybe I should actually do that. Is anyone else feeling the effects of less light? It’d be a comfort to know I’m not the only one. Don’t make me cut my arms off, people . . .