Expat, I'm PMing you right now, I think. What's supposed to happen? Where's the magic bro? Can you grab me a beer while you're up?
I use one of my kids as a chasquis runner to carry messages to him. I tried smoke signals once, but the neighbors didn't like that too much.
He still has a landline phone. Use that. He has it in the kitchen and it has one do those super long cords on it so he can walk around the house while talking to you. He likes to chat on it while picking out the next Bette Midler show tune he's going to put on the turntable.
Really? I swear the last time we talked on the phone I heard, "Wind Beneath My Wings" in the background. Maybe that was your cell ringtone?
I'm not going anywhere near Expat's Corner if he's got the PMS. BTDT. NOTHING good will happen in that fifedom.
Contact Mike and he will have Jeff PM Expat. Don't hold your breath I heard that Mike's customer service skills are some what lacking