What a day, oh dear diary. First I received the printwork for The Hafler Trio's 'Dislocation' which looks great. Than Idea Fire Company's Island Of Taste LP arrives, which also looks and sound great. Then the phone rings:
(US female voice): "do you have the e-mail address firstname.lastname@example.org" (me): "yes, m'am" (always polite on the phone, never in real life) (US female voice): "you won a free trip to florida and bahamas. you'll be staying in the radison, go on a cruise, go disney ('one day i'll take you to disney land, boyd'), universal studios, free food. Just buy your plane ticket and the rest is free' (me, innocent): "really?" (me, flabbergast): "gosh" (US female voice): "isn't that great" (small talk continues for 10 minutes on how exciting this all is) (US female voice): "I'll put through to my co-worker to run some details"
(US male voice, much more down to earth): "yes, Frans, I'm taking you through your coordinates" (me, sky high): "ok" (US male voice): "you have buy an insurance today for only 998 us dollars, which is, well, hum, exactly 600 euros, but its for up to 4 persons" (me, going down): "and just for myself?" (US male voice): "that would still be 998" (me, hitting ground): "well, i can't spend that money today" (US male voice): "goodb" - phone disconnects
God Damn America - I love it. Hey, Scott, God bless Captain Black.