Something Feral

Digging up the flower-beds.


Saturday, October 3, 2009

Caturday Night Special, Episode 0x3E


It seems like I spend an undue amount of time waiting on the snail-mail already, and I'm sure this isn't going to help.

2 comments:

Doom said...

Isn't it funny how every time you hear about the USPS, you hear that it is not reeeaaalllly a government agency? I guess it may indeed not be. It is what would be called a socialist "public" tool. I think it is a great service, but I think the problems have more to do with it's continued link to Nanny milk that keep it doing the wrong things without concern. As they know, they can put the price of failure on the Nanny's credit card.

By the way, how do I get a cat in my mailbox? I am looking for one who is fresh out of sidekicks. And lately, I would be sleeping about as often and at the same time, so it would work! Bah, I have to wait until I get my own house. Then I can have a couple or so, and a dog and horse! Then a wife. Ha! (My last host and hostess teased me about my ordering of things, but I like my way.)

Something Feral said...

I too am looking forward to having my own property... Real-estate is still an excellent investment if the property is more than the house. Also, having a nice expanse for a permanent garden of my own design would be nice, and I could finally get a dog.

I think your ordering is correct, as a wife is something to work up to, I think.

Back to the USPS: I'm ambivalent about even purchasing the Forever stamps; sure, they're always good for First-Class, but with the USPS sinking as fast as it is, how long is forever?