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Two Minute Warning Tuesday, Feb. 09, 2010 - 12:03 a.m. Okay, I think it's time to do something. I have to put a sign out on the mailbox or something that says "Attention Mail & Delivery: Please wait TWO FULL MINUTES for somebdy to answer the intercom! Thank you!" And I'm more convinced than ever that most delivery service personnel used to play doorbell ditch when they were young. While I am not elderly or handicapped, at least not yet, I'm tired of stubbing my toes when I make a dash from my recliner past the futon of doom, hoping I don't try and move any furniture with my baby toes. --- So the result of my near death experience trying to get to the intercom on time is that I now have to go down to the post office with that little pink piece of paper, and see what they were trying to deliver. It's going to be raining until like, St Patricks Day, so I'm not looking forward to this particular excursion. Owell. --- Old Buddy Dave finally joined Facebook; we'll see if he likes it. --- That's it. Have a good Tuesday. ---
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