Saying for the Day-“What kills a skunk is the publicity it gives itself.” Abraham Lincoln
As I sat in the bathroom this morning I looked down at the floor and there was that little creature from Geico looking up at me. I guess it wanted to sell me some insurance for the car. But I am happy with the insurance I have now so it is wasting floor space. Just over from the dear little thing is a tiny guy who wants me to get a dish that has 250 channels. I haven’t made it through however many channels my cable company provides yet and it provides my phone and my really fast internet so another waste of floor space. To the right of both of them a sweet old lady wants me to join AARP but I’m already a member so more waste. Finally there is just over from the sweet lady an offer from the Lutheran Magazine for the Little Lutheran Magazine for my children. They have all grown up so it is as usless as the others.
What are these things , you may ask , and why are they there?
They are there because my arthritis and bad sense of balance keeps me from bending over and picking them up. Betty’s bad back keeps her from doing the same.
What are they ? They are those annoying cardboard inserts found in most magazines and many catalogues. When you open them they fall out.
Somewhere, somebody, must believe they are going to sell me something or there wouldn’t be so many of them. But all they do for me is irritate me. If I have a choice between a company I’ve seen on a cardboard insert and one I haven’t. I’ll pick the one I haven’t seen every time.
But enough! I am going to get a broom and a long handle dustpan and sweep them up because I just can’t stand that smiling lizard any longer. Then , I suppose, I will throw them in the recycle box. Some poor tree died to make them.
Enjoy your day and may the inserts in your life be few
.@@@@ News from Pigeon Falls-The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal.– All over Pigeon Falls parents are putting the finishing touches on children’s Halloween costumes. There are a multitude of Spider Men and one Spider Girl. There are the usual ghosts and witches. There is even a two person dragon worn by the McGregor twins. They tossed a coin to see who got which end. Kent Johnson is driving his mother nuts. First he wanted to be a Doctor and she started on that. Then he changed his mind because his buddy was going to be a monster so he wanted to be a monster. His mother started on that. Then he found an old comic book of Captain marvel and now he wants to be Captain Marvel. He throws a mean tantrum if he doesn’t get his way so one suspects his mother will give in but there isn’t much time.
Petrovich is going to the adult Halloween party dressed as a Russian Monk. Perhaps, He’ll have a vision or two to share. He told his wife that for most of the evening he will only speak Coptic and stay in character. His wife is going as Katherine the Great Czar of all Russia.
Eino is still waiting to hear from his FBI friend about Petrovich. His friend did tell him that they have a huge file on Petrovich as he has been checked twice for a government agency. The file is, however, marked classified so it will take a little while to get the information.
Will the McGregor dragon win the costume contest? Will it be attacked by the town dragon? Will Petrovich win a prize for his costume? Why was Petrovich investigated by a federal agency? Why is the file classified? And of course is Tommy UK really the Undertaker’s kid?
Today's Link-Propagating ponderances perpetually-Finally an explanation of love.
Good day. WE went in the morning to Holly Hobby and got plaster roll so Betty can finish the mountain. We all so got some special paint and Betty got a few other things. In the afternoon I visited all my links . Then we brought up two circus cars and I photographed them and put them on eBay. We now have six cars up for bids. My grandkids are coming later to show us their Halloween costumes. But now I need a breathing treatment.