I also just ("just" to the tune of half an hour ago) finished three stories in a four-story collection called "Mean Streets"; all four stories are about private investigators in a modern-supernatural setting. The first is a Harry Dresden story, the second is one of Simon Green's intentionally cheesy Nightside stories (he also does the Deathstalker space-opera books), and the third was a charming little story by someone named Kat Richardson about a ghost-seeing PI named Harper Blaine. I'll have to poke around for more of these Harper Blaine books.
I had a few troubles last week, trying to use my new Visa Debit card as an ATM card. One machine I hit didn't recognize it as anything, and the second told me (twice) that I was getting the PIN wrong. Through the kind graces of the folks at the corner store (who know me well enough to let me test it, since they know I wasn't trying to hack somebody else's account), I was able to do some testing. Seems there was either something wonky with the ATM, or I somehow twice entered the PIN incorrectly at the ATM. Either way, once I have it sorted out how to get the funds from the checks to the Credit Union (they've nixed all the downtown branches as far as I can tell), I'll be good to go in the "actually getting to use the money I've earned" department.