Extreme couponers are stealing my recycling. Once I put it to the curb it’s in the public domain, I suppose, but when a black Ford Econoline creeps slowly in front of the house at 3am, it creates unease. Why was I up at that hour? Teething.
I tried my first coupon at Costco over the weekend, to see what it’s like. I put it towards a 32-pack of Diet Dr. Pepper. In the days following I’ve had 13 of them, if for no other reason than they are dominating my refrigerator. I found the crumpled receipt from the trip in my pocket this morning; no discounts noted. After all my clipping efforts to arrive at that point, she didn’t even scan it . I feel violated. But that may be due to the excess phenylalanine in my system.
not a striper
You don’t need Korkers and breathables for the duck ponds, just ditch kickers for the goose shit. In the context of locale, it all seems askew, like reading Wired on microfiche.
The salt water is calling, about 30 minutes from my house, but work keeps me flying to the midwest. There are no albies in Indiana.
photo from Wiki Commons taken by Ken Thomas
My good friend JMC just had his first kid but he’s committed to staying in his Manhattan apartment. To him it’s either full on city or deep in the country. “None of this half ass suburbs stuff,” he likes to say.
I live in the suburbs. Boring? At times. Too high a minivan-to-person ratio? Most definitely. But try as many do to manicure it to sterility perfection, nature creeps back in. On Monday a red tailed hawk took down a morning dove in my neighbor’s front yard. All that’s left are feathers mixed in with acorns and fallen oak leaves to rake.
My other neighbor had a possum take residence in his trash can for two days. One mean son of a bitch.
Me? I noticed these holes on one of the columns on my back porch.
Not termites or carpenter ants. A mysterious interloper with a predilection for destruction. Yesterday, I saw him at work. A downy woodpecker that somehow manages to hammer things out in stealth mode outside my home office window.
Hey I’m not even mad. I’m impressed. That’s amazing.