Sunday, August 31, 2008


Remember I told you how blighted students bless us with their nightly detritus? Today I picked up something from the yard that I do not believe was dropped by one of our local collegians. It was a button roughly the size and shape of a political button, white with blue font, all caps, stating "GO TO **** OLE MISS," except the central word was spelled out in letters much bigger than the other letters and named a place where, were you to believe in its existence, like John Milton, for example, you would not wish to go as instructed! And lying not far from it was something that looked like a tourniquet.