The artists/tourists visit the post office
I went to the post office one day after work last week to see if I had mail in my box. I do this almost every day and the results of late are the same: No mail as Alvin, our carrier, will be out for five months and they haven't hired someone to fill his spot in his absence. There is the same disappointment as the day before. This day was different. There were tourists taking pictures on the letter box side of the post office. They were excitedly taking pictures of everything -- the boxes, the counters, the light fixtures, the granite floors -- and they were pleased as punch to be able to get these pictures. From my pictures you can't tell, but there were at least 10 of them. No, I didn't think they were a terror cell because a terror cell would not draw this much attention to themselves and members of a cell probably don't giggle and let their voices get so high pitched. They would take a picture and then race in front of the other and t...