So, here’s an oddity to ponder: ever since we moved to our new house, we’ve gotten some mail everyday that is NOT for us. Up until the past few months, it’s been the normal set of people: Laura Zcmielzycz, Mary Lou Hung, Kristy Donder, and Joe Biggs. We’ve just assumed that these are just former people who lived here. But, then about a month or two ago, we started receiving mail for Kurt Cobain.
Yes, that’s right — Kurt Cobain. We’re getting Kurt Cobain’s mail.
I’m not sure why — I don’t know if someone set it up, “before our time,” as a joke . . . or if at one time he really lived here. Haha! Yeah, I know the answer to that mystery.
In the meantime, I’ve been opening the mail; yes, I know that’s it is supposed to be a federal offense to open mail that is not yours, but I figure it doesn’t matter because, well, Kurt Cobain is dead!!!! And, just so you know, (in case you were really wondering) he’s only receiving junk mail. Today’s mail was a letter from Bob Van Dyke, who was sending Kurt the chance to invest in prime real-estate in Iowa. Yeah, Iowa — really weird.
