Follow-up to Past Posts

That pesky varmint, ole pointy face the opossum, seems to have moved on. I only actually saw it two nights and they weren't in a row. It may have been back other times, but not where I could see it. The nights I waited, it never showed. Eventually I gave up looking for it. I read they are very nomadic vagabonds and just wander aimlessly looking for food and shelter whenever they need it. They never stay in one place too long even if there is a supply of food. So I guess we were just one convenient stop along the way.

About those Geico commercials with Burt Bacharach, Charo, and Little Richard? They are all hideous I have decided. Give me the gecko any day.

Not to beat a dead horse, but Carl Edwards says he has thought about his past actions and will be a good boy from now on. Gee, I wonder who finally got through to him...or did they? Time will tell. See, this is what I mean about him: because he works out and has great abs, he thinks everybody should be scared of him when he gets in their faces.

I did eventually get through to the local newspaper, but it wasn't until Wednesday afternoon, after trying many times starting Monday morning. Their excuse was that they were moving their distribution center. What on earth that has to do with my not receiving a newspaper is beyond me. It's delivered by a person who drives their own personal vehicle. And I learned that we just got a new carrier as of July 12th, so I can't blame it on the other doofus we had. I guess they are all from the same mold.

And about the newspaper box that someone tried to murder a few weeks back...I guess we won't be getting a new one after all, since we are using the beaten and battered one. Yes, my husband brought it back to life somehow.