
Not only did most folks tell them installing pickleball courts at West Park makes about as much sense as deciding what the number 6 smells like, but they’re also dealing with more than 115 households that sent their trash totes back. Imagine what would happen if voters overturned the veto-proof laws they’d worked so hard to put in place.Īnd the powers-that-be at Adrian City Hall are none too happy either. No happiness there, and who can blame them. Like the apoplectic fit so many threw over the record number of signatures for ballot proposals they’re determined to defeat. You’d think being only 2½ weeks away from celebrating National Happiness Happens Day would have everyone grinning from ear to ear - what with gas prices having fallen 75 cents a gallon, the supply chain backup being cut in half, and the fair opening on Sunday. Although we must admit we waited until we were well out of earshot - about a hundred miles away - before uncorking a fireball of our own, courtesy of 1980s motivational speaker Leo Buscaglia.
#Open beancounter not at ah manual
But having long ago read the Boy Scout manual from cover to cover, we were prepared with our own witty rejoinder. He foamed at the mouth and spittle flew as he rared back like fireballer Goose Gossage and hurled a four-letter invective right down the center of the plate. Why just this week, we spotted an old friend we hadn’t seen in a while - actually, he’s not that old, but you know what we mean - so we called out a cheery greeting and asked how he was.

There are certain words one should never say in public.
