Grumble Sightings
A lot of mail passes through the Snug Harbor dead letter office, and I always enjoy reading these letters. Sure, there have been a few exceptions. Like the guy who wanted me to find a police scanner frequency for him. He didn’t introduce himself, never asked me a question, just wrote, “New Albany, Indiana”. I’m sure it was actually typed “nalbnnn”. I took a good thirty minutes composing my reply. It was informative, eloquent, and sans frequencies. Probably more interesting than this so I’ll shut up about it.
The best emails, my favorites, are stories about projects. How a particular build is going, how the kids are getting involved, how the neighbors went crazy over the weekend and built 5 new zombies which set off a friendly competition to see who would have the most by Halloween.
And sometimes I get a picture. I always save them, usually add some note to them, and almost always lose them. Almost.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.
Those are great!
I have to admit to having chicken wire in a pumpkiny sort of Proto-Grumble shape in the garage with some news paper on it. I’ve taken a break until I find some sort of drop cloth. And until the temperature gets at least into the 40’s. I had no idea how messy this could get. Maybe it’s just me.
You do know how many people go to museums with their paints, in order to copy the great works so they can learn how the masters did it, right?