“If you can’t love yourself, how the hell you gonna love somebody else?” - RuPaul - - - - - - - - - - - “if by a "Liberal" they mean someone who looks ahead and not behind, someone who welcomes new ideas without rigid reactions, someone who cares about the welfare of the people -- their health, their housing, their schools, their jobs, their civil rights, and their civil liberties -- someone who believes we can break through the stalemate and suspicions that grip us in our policies abroad, if that is what they mean by a "Liberal," then I'm proud to say I'm a "Liberal.” - John F. Kennedy - - - - - - - - - - - - “Imagine finding someone you love more than anything in the world, who you would risk your life for but couldn’t marry. And you couldn’t have that special day the way your friends do – you know, wear the ring on your finger and have it mean the same thing as everybody else. Just put yourself in that person’s shoes. It makes me feel sick to my stomach …. When I shared a picture of my tattoo on my Twitter page and said, ‘ALL LOVE is equal,’ a lot of people mocked me – they said, ‘What happened to you? You used to be a Christian girl!’ And I said, ‘Well, if you were a true Christian, you would have your facts straight. Christianity is about love.’ The debate resulted in a lot of threats and hate mail to people who agreed and disagreed with me. At one point I had to say, ‘Dude, everyone lay off.’ Can’t people have friendly debates about sensitive topics without it turning into unnecessary threats?” - Pop star Miley Cyrus on her marriage equality tattoo - - - - - - - - - - -
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Saturday, August 13, 2011

What a Hot Mess: Shit Happens

If there were ever a perfect way to coin this hilarity it would be, "Shit Happens."  What a Hot Mess!
Poor 91-year old Alf, has mistakenly been placing his mail in the wrong box. According to an article, Alf was "trotting" down to his local postbox (we don't have those in the U.S.), hoping to send a birthday card to his grandson before the last collection of the day.  But if it wasn't for someone tapping him on the shoulder, and letting him know he wasn't standing at a postbox, he would still be depositing his mail into a poo-collecting box.
I walked down to the postbox, like I do every week, and began placing our Tommy’s third birthday card in the little slot. A woman walking her dog came up to me, tapped me on the shoulder, and asked what I was doing. I thought she was going to cry when I told her. She held my hand and pointed out that the postbox was on the other side of the road.

I’ve not got the best eyesight these days but even so, the postbox and the dog dirt box are almost identical. They’re both red, the same shape and stuck on a post. I bet I’m not the only pensioner to get confused. The bloody council should never have put them so close together.
I'm with Alf on this one, shouldn't have the postal service contacted him, telling him he was depositing mail into the wrong box?  It's not like it's a normal situation, right?  Two years without it being unnoticed, c'mon.

1 comment:

Ryan said...

We really need those dog poop boxes here on our block, but then again if that were so then your beautiful yard wouldn't be so fertilized, my love. :) Love you bunches.

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