Thursday

Cute story:

I realize that's a bit more ribald than normal TDE fare, but it cracked me up. Plus, I'm low on posting time this morning.
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A clever defense of professional wrestling (thanks to TSO for linking to it in Monday's post):

I have found that when it comes to diehard wrestling fans, they are either some of the dumbest people you will ever meet or the most intelligent. There's no intellectual middle class in pro wrestling, compared with American Idol viewers or NFL fans, where I would imagine the IQ level of the vast majority of fans likely hovers around the pedestrian level. I was not shocked to learn that Flannery O'Connor liked rasslin', for example. I get it.

For the record, I, too, enjoy a modicum of professional wrestling. It cracks me up. When my wife and I were dating, she got mad every time I turned it on and started laughing.
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I divide junk mail into three types: (1) junk mail from organizations I like, (2) junk mail from organizations that I don't care about one way or the other, (3) junk mail from organizations I loathe. In the latter category, I include stray mailings from abortion rights politician, solicitations from left-wing publications, solicitations from dirty magazines, and anything with a picture of Sally Struthers. For the organizations in the third category, I have a new strategy. Check it out here. Pretty clever. My Dad told me years ago to return the prepaid postage envelopes to the socialists so it costs them money. This website takes it one step higher (or lower, depending on your perspective).

Find a shoebox, or a storage bin, or any cardboard box you have laying around. Fill it up with bricks, big blocks of iron, or maybe cement. Tape the box up with everyday packaging tape. Use a junkmail's postage-paid envelope and tape it neatly to the top cover of the box. NEATLY. And mail it off. Envelope revenge!

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