MONDAY!  It's the beginning of the first full week of the new year and already we have doubts!  Look, it's not that 2008 was that bad (unless you had investments in the market, owned a home or bought an American car - SUCKS TO BE YOU!), but 2009 could be a bit rocky.  As you know (see yesterday's post) our trailer park manager is currently dealing with some "issues" no doubt brought on by his snorting of silverfish bait back in the 1970's.  Anyway, the park owner (damn Canadian) has taken over day-to-day management while Lowell sorts out his life.

In the meantime, we're not having any part of this charade.  First, we think Lowell is faking the whole thing to get some kind of Veteran's benefit (he's been babbling a lot about Agent Orange lately) so he can pay off his bookie (bad bets on the Detroit Red Wings against the spread).  Second, that damn Canadian (and his Vegas showgirl wife) has changed the coinbox locks on the washers in the laundry room and our key doesn't work anymore.  We figure that even though we just got back from doing a stretch in Nevada, we're not hanging around until things settle down.

We (Kevin) won a wet t-shirt contest (his may be small, but they're REAL!) last week and have two airlines tickets from San Diego to St. Louis for tomorrow.  Geeee, wonder why they gave those away - EVERYONE wants to fly to St Louis in the dead of Winter!  Anyway, we used the Canadian's frequent flier miles (that'll teach him to not meet the mailman at the box!) to get two tickets from St. Louis to New Orleans and soooooooo, tomorrow night we'll be on Bourbon Street!  Folks, we shouldn't have to live this way, but in the meantime we'll just have another Budweiser and hope things turn around...

      
We think it was all the paste Lowell ate in third grade!           Laugh now Canadian!  We have your frequent flier number!

      
Stacy is taking her medicine so she can fly tomorrow.                      St. Louis is almost tropical this time of year!