I’m almost embarrassed to bring headlines to you.
Toilet seat – not teenage boys – found smoking in QuikTrip restroom
Whether or not you click through, you have the story. (Without smart remarks)
Finally received the heating bill – for two months. That was a pain. They seem to be getting everything settled for the new owners taking over on the Twentieth. The new owning company is hosting a village wide “Hello” BBQ on that day evening also.
I don’t see myself going to it, but everyone I’ve talked to seems to be making plans to attend.
Rather like going to a party given by the hangman, really. Although most of the people laugh at me when I grump the new company has petitioned the State for a price increase aimed directly at the village. They say: “So what if they have, their prices will still be lower than the current owners.”
Which is a questionable shrug from me. The old owner and the new owners are still business people and numbers mean something – some times.
I’m in a funk. I ran errands this morning and one of the major tasks I was looking forward to was cashing in the penny jar for real cash (like dollar bills.)
I wanted to get rid of those pennies, I have a number of jars of them.
I found when I reached the last stop, the bank, I’d forgotten to load the penny jars. I think I’ll start using the penny tip thingies at the stores. I know, eventually, I’ll remember to load those stupid jars in the truck.
From the reaches,