Postal Dilemma... MH Project... Polished Performance

Friday, April 14…

(1972)

Funny how the simplest things can get complicated. I arrive at the post office w/ a book to mail to my sister. I’ve wrapped it in a plastic bag secured with painters tape and plan to put that in a soft, bubble-wrap-lined envelope. Small post office. One-size/one-price boxes (one too small, next way too big) and cardboard envelopes. Neither really works. The clerk offers another envelope, still cardboard, but a slightly better fit. I manage to slip the wrapped book in and, by extending the fold line a bit, closing it. But I’m worried there’s too much stress on the seal. I quickly pry it open, remove the painters tape from the plastic bag, and use it to reinforce the resealed envelope. I know it’s only painters tape, but there are 2 pieces, so I figure that’s better than nothing. I write Lynn’s address with a Sharpie, then wonder why there’s no space for the return address. Idly turning the envelop over, I realize I’ve used the wrong side for the address. Not willing to confuse the USPS w/ cross-outs and a 2nd address, I just force a small return on the side I’ve already used. 
I approach the clerk with apologies and concerns. She smiles. “Painters tape? I’ve got real tape that’ll take care of this. Package should arrive on Monday.” Monday? I’m in GA, Lynn’s in MA, and her birthday’s not ‘til Friday. I figured I needed a few days to be safe. We’ll see when it actually gets there. (Meanwhile, another patron was shelling out $23 to assure his letter did arrive – somewhere - on Monday.)

Always a project...

When we parked yesterday, the rear jacks sank a couple inches into the asphalt. Not good (though a soft ground warning from the parks people would have been nice). Today Greg filled in the "dents" w/ concrete and constructed some 2" thick wood blocks to use under the regular plastic pads (which are black and yellow). I think I spent most of the day trying to catch up the Cuba blogs. After dinner, though, we headed into town to see The Drowsy Chaperone (a 1998 spoof on musicals of the 1920s) at Theatre Macon, a 200-seat (maybe) venue. I wasn't familiar w/ the show, but the promo sounded interesting and the website was very professional. I expected a good performance, and we definitely got one. I highly recommend the show to anyone - very, very funny!

Curtain Call. (Every lead role was a caricature,
and the actors played them to the hilt.)