I still seem to be in demand...

Most of the day seemed to be spent chasing someone or other on the phone.

Our postal bond appears to have expired, and I found it wasn't all that easy to find someone who underwrites such bonds (if "underwrites" is the right word) without having to go through a middleman who often doesn't know what I'm talking about. I was warned away from dealing with this one outfit in Durango, but in the end, they were the only people who would answer the phone. (A local Pagosa insurance seller returned my morning phone call at the end of the day, as I was driving home. Thanks but no thanks.)

Anyway, I finally faxed away the bond application around 3:30 pm, after calling Denver to double-check the exact name and address of the so-called "obligee." Hopefully, this process is a rubber stamp kind of deal (we're not talking millions of dollars, here; "only" $15K), that will enable them to collect their fee quickly and allow me to deliver a copy of the bond downtown soonest.

* * *Got a couple more translations, due for Monday. Upon submittal, I believe the invoice will push me to my second best month ever. FWIW, September 1995 was my best-ever month in this profession, and it'd take a bleeding miracle to outdo that month (though if I ever take that much work again, I'll be the one bleeding, but I digress...).

* * *Our local ISP's DNS errors locally got blown all out of proportion, resulting in people coming into the store whispering about a nationwide cyber-attack of some kind. While I understand there are some weaknesses in the DNS system (which have been exploited in the past), a call to Natalie in Texas seemed to confirm that the problem was local.

Galina came home a few minutes ago, and I am tired of looking at computer screens. I think I'll go upstairs and unlimber the foot creme.

Cheers...