On Monday, Robb got a first-hand lesson on why sending stuff through the post office is called "snail mail". Last September, he sent a check to his bank in Paris. Afterwards, he realized it had insufficient postage (thanks to another rate hike in postage). It was returned on Monday. Will someone please explain 1-why it even left the country in the first place and 2-why didn't the French Poste just deliver it instead of waiting nine months to return it? Snail mail indeed!!!
BJs is a wholesale club where you can purchase a variety of things in huge quantities for a very low price. If you're a single person, you don't have to buy huge quantities, you can buy smaller amounts and still pay a lower price than you would at, say, your local supermarket. Of course, unless you receive an invitation to check it out, you must first purchase a "membership", yes, I deliberately covered the picture (you can thank me later). You pay a price, somewhere around forty or fifty dollars, for the privilege of shopping at BJs. But our experience has been that we usually save more than that every time we shop there, so we think it's well worth the cost. On cava alone, we save about $40 per month. BJs sends a booklket of savings coupons each month. In this month's booklet, there was a coupon for Magnum White. We paid less than twice as much and got three times as much. Not to mention, we now know where to go to get our supply of Magnum White without having to special order at a higher price from our local Publix market.
Has anyone seen the Exxon/Mobil commercial about how they raised the test scores for math and science in six cities in the US? Want to know how they did it? They cheated! The teachers actually changed the answers so that the students would pass the tests with better grades. Of course, I'm not saying you can't trust one of the major oil companies in the world.
Dumb Law of the Week: In Connecticut: You can be stopped by the police for biking over 65 miles per hour.
À la prochaine, mes amis.
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Sail Mail... I checked some correspondance between my parents, whe they were engaged in the early 40's. My dad was in the navy on the east coast of Sweden, my mother lived in a small village far from there. He posted a letter at 10 in the evening and shed had it next morning, replied...
I learnt where the statue now has gone. It disapperared from the Luxemburg Gardens. This is actually the "original", some 20 years older than the NY one.
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