This Place Is Making Me Paranoid

Mrs. Kravitz had a knock at her door yesterday at around 4:20 pm. After looking through the peephole and determining it was not UPS, FEDEX nor a maintenance gnome, Mrs. Kravitz did something she never does. She opened the door!

Standing there was a slightly unkempt young man. He had nothing with him except for a pen which he held in one hand and kept thwacking into the palm of the other hand. His first words were, “I’m not selling anything.” Continue reading


Like Wild Kingdom

Have you ever heard the sound a pack of hyenas make when they’re attacking prey? That’s the same sound my neighbors downstairs make when they’re doing the wild thing.

I hope they finish soon. (Yes, I do watch too much Nat Geo Wild.)