Hello, friends. It is now Thursday. Would you like to know the last time my regular postman delivered my mail? Last Thursday. (See previous post.) On Tuesday I saw a different mail carrier on my block and actually ran into the street to stop her. "Are you going to deliver our mail?" I asked. She looked at me as if I were stupid. "Yes," she said. "Oh, good!" I said, and started blabbering on about how our other mailman had gotten into a fight with my neighbors and was insisting that their potted geraniums constituted a fire hazard. "He is not allowed to do this," she said, as she sorted out three days' worth of mail. "He is not allowed."
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