There were 522 boxes, at 89170, only half in use, I paid $284, a year, for their 2nd smallest box, it used to be inexpensive, but after the "Anthrax Scare", in 2001, the U.S. Post Office, demanded exorbitant rent, for their P.O. Boxes (?). There's a lot of people, who want to avail, of this usually fine service, who can't afford this, instead of the U.S. Post Office, performing their duty, of serving the Public, they either gouge or shun them. I went to mine, every week, for a lot of Boxholders, every 2 weeks, a ton of packages and mail, due to the U.S. Post Office's malfeasance, we were all shocked to learn, that a major Post Office, had no Sprinklers, such that huge and valuable Correspondence went-up in smoke. I want a refund of my $284, for this year. I have the key, they gave me, 38 years, in November, half my lifetime, for 72965, sitting on the table, trying to speak, "Jimmy", "Jimmy Key", ... Ed, what time are we going to Box, today? ... Jimmy, we won't be seeing Box, ever again ...
Tuesday, July 29, 2025
Friday, July 25, 2025
good talk
My Post Office, where I received my mail and packages, at my P.O. Box, for the past 37 years, burned-down, today, I lost 3 days of it. I'll be receiving my mail, at a nearby Post Office, the same address, to soothe my feelings, send checks and cash to: Edward S. Preusse, P.O. Box 72965, Las Vegas, NV 89170, I'll think of you when I spend it. This major Post Office, across from UNLV, had no Sprinklers, our tax dollars at work, dumb bastards
Thursday, July 24, 2025
good talk
I worked with that girl. They can change, the Guardians, sounds like Marvel, back to the Indians, with the happy Chief Wahoo, few of the players, consider themselves, the guardian, of anything, what's the matter with you? Have you noticed, my blogs, in recent years, rather pithy. See My Blogs for December 26, 2018
Tuesday, July 15, 2025
good talk
McKayla has reformed, over the past couple, 3 years, like Mary Magdalene, she can contact me, and we can get together. Veronica braved the Romans' wrath, by rushing-out, and wiping, the sweat and blood, from Jesus' face, you'd think her name, more popular. These wars are messing-up, my travel, big-time, get them all finished