It’s been rather a while since Balance posted. Is it time to start worrying? :eek:
This is killing me.
I got a package today from Amazon, and it was nice and all, but I knew what was inside. This, this, my friends, is a Grade A mystery.
It’s from The Music Man; it’s the Wells Fargo wagon number where everyone’s all excited–like if you only got UPS deliveries once every few months, all at once.
It’s a curious parcel! How can anyone resist the mystery of a curious parcel? It’s like a Sherlockian pastiche. The Adventure of the Curious Parcel.
In which the dog did not bark in the night…yes, I got that vibe too.
Perhaps it’s a copy of The King In Yellow?
I think you’ve nailed it. All of our questions have been answered here.
No need to keep reading the this. Two mysteries solved in one thread.
Hmmm, what´s the point of delivering a safe box so urgently, if the keys are not delivered too?
Maybe because common concern for the box contents mandates separate shipping, by different firms? :dubious:
<SLAPS Ale WITH WET TROUT>
It’s a bobcat!
Hey, stop that!
Of course the key shouldn´t be sent with the safe (unless the safe itself is the delivered object and not it´s contents) But I´d expect the key to arrive via a separate channel but close in tiem with the delivery of the box, if not there´s no point on making an express delivery of something that can´t be opened for who knows how long.
Now get ready cos´it´s payback time…
Aproaches Bosda with a wet trout in each hand.
Goddamn it, feels like this is the setup for a big whoosh. 
What the hell, no updates? How long is the damn meeting? Did the poster go out of town for it?
I demand closure.
I once received in the mail an unexpected, small, flat, padded envelope with a Pakistan postmark, too many stamps, a handwritten address and no return address. All the hallmarks of a bomb, right?
And I don’t know anyone in Pakistan or even east of NYC or west of LA. So I almost called the bomb squad, but felt foolish enough not to. I took the package outside, pointed it away from me (I know, it wouldn’t really have mattered if it was a bomb, but I felt like I was doing something) and opened it.
Inside was a small paperback book of Islamic poetry. Not the sort of thing I am likely to order.
Then I remembered giving permission once to someone over the Internet to use one of my photos for their book cover, and this must be the book.
It was accompanied by a handwritten note (in English) thanking me for my offer, but saying that they had decided to use some other art work instead.
Overall, I’d say it was a dissapointment, but it could have been worse.
This. I’ve sent plenty of packages to myself from the past to the present and from the future to the present and have refused delivery due to the fact that I sent them COD every freakin’ time.
:::: pulls up a chair and sits expectantly waiting new developments:::::::
Danger, Will Robinson. Earworm alert.
14 k of g in a f p d, indeed.
I’m 34 and I got it. One of my favorite all time musicals - or movies for that matter.
By the way, it could be a cannon for the courthouse lawn!
Inside a cooler, sent by a co-worker.
<Leaps in air, lands behind Ale, & smack him 3 times, head/legs groin, with Wet Trout>
You have much to learn, young samurai.
sniff. sniff, sniff
Why does it smell like wet trout in here?
No news YET? Enquiring minds want to KNOW!
whine I wanna know what’s happening!
Ale, Bosda, put the fishes away. Yes, we all know you have very large trouts and are very good at handling them, but no one wants to see that.