When I Lost My Mind, I Knew I Was In For A Long Ride
A quiet day. A still ocean.
Took a shower and went shopping. The rest of the day went with TV and computer. And collapsing on the floor. Brøndby beat FC Haka from Finland 4-0 in the UEFA cup. Good stuff. Now it is dark and almost time to go to bed. Even better. Like butter.
The past week I have received two letters addressed to the guy who lived here before me. Plus one addressed to someone I have never heard of. I suspect the mailman may be on drugs. I will have to find some way to investigate this theory. Perhaps ask him if he can score me so phat dope? Yeah, that’s the ticket.
Other than that, you’re welcome.
August 15th, 2008 at 2:35
Hooray for Brondy! Hip hip hooray!
Sometimes our rural carrier gets messed up on our mail delivery. Then we meet up with all our neighbors (the ones before us, the ones after us, and even the one across the road from us) and exchange mail.
Then we each leave with our own mail after having a nice little chat with everyone, inquiring about their gardens, their pets, the hot weather, etc.
Usually the neighbors say: “It looked like a check to us, so thought you’d want it right away. If we thought it was a bill, we’d have just put it back in our box for the mailman to pick up tomorrow.” hee, hee
August 17th, 2008 at 0:11
Debster – If I ever send mail to you, remind me to make it look like a check!