Have to do this early before I go to my mom's house. I'm not leaving for hours but I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep so we're doing this now. Also I've been wanting to pay off the Third Rock joke since yesterday.
Last night I went to the mailbox to put a DVD back in it (I know it won't leave till Friday but I didn't have anything better to do.) The trailer park was chock full of Thanksgiving visitors, the prodigal hillbillies having returned to their aluminum wombs.
I thought that paragraph was going somewhere but I was wrong. But I did just remember that I saw something sitting on my porch overhang yesterday but it was too high for me to reach it to examine more closely. I will now go outside to see if I can get it with my reaching claw.
(Goes outside with reachin' claw.)
(Comes back inside a few minutes later.)
Okay whatever it is is apparently integral to the structural integrity of the overhang. It's this plastic nipple thing, kind of a giant Sorry piece, if you remember that board game. It's screwed down. I cannot imagine a function that this beige plastic nipple could serve on my porch overhang. If there are any porch experts in the crowd who could clarify this matter I would appreciate it.
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