January 1, 2014
I go to check the mail. It is not so cold out. There are many things in the mail. Interstate batteries wants me. T-mobile wants me. AT&T really wants me. Itís good to be wanted, as long as it is not by the police. I suppose the police let you know when they want you, although sometimes they do not. They are, I have heard, somewhat capricious about coming to get you. They can be moody, staying at their warm station one day sipping cocoa and rushing out with assault rifles and Kevlar vests the next.