First a little rant: I came home today and a neighbor had put a mailbox on my awaiting post. Thanks, but I reeeeeally don’t need your pity mailbox. Or your pity lawn mowing. Or your pity pumpkin and pity chrysanthe—OMG I’m the charity case of the neighborhood.
Sigh. Well, it’s nice to have nice neighbors, but dudes, I was just trying to perfect the space invaders, convert my lawn to prairie, and protest the original invasion of Europeans and the commercialization of holidays in this country. Oh, and I’m hella lazy.
Well, fine. I replaced the charity-mailbox with the one I’d been working on: a very un-perfectly painted space invaders mailbox. I hope the unfinished design and uneven paint makes you crazy over in perfect-neighbor land.
p.s. firmly tongue-in-cheek. i like kindness. i like good neighbors. i like nice people. i was very nice and thanked them and all that.
p.p.s. i still like my geeky house numbers and guess what? space invaders topiary is on the brain. muhahahh!
Geekcrafting and Uberdorking 
Dear God … I think I love that mailbox so much that I may want to take it home and do bad bad bad things to it all night long. Harumph.
It is obvious now that I was completely unclear in my entry above: my neighbors thought I was taking too long to get my space invaders mailbox out there on the post I’d already put into the ground, so they installed a plain plastic mailbox for me while I was at work. I swapped out the one they gave me for the space invaders, even though I wasn’t entirely finished painting it.
My blog is my usual sarcastic silliness; I know full well I’d gone too long with my project half finished, my yard unmowed, etc. I left the neighbors a nice note inside their plain mailbox and politely returned it. They were being quite thoughtful after all. 🙂