For lovers of ‘Shitty Mailbox’ I am here to inform you that it has moved to it’s own, dedicated blog. From now on, all Shitty Mailboxes will be found at http://www.thismailbox.wordpress.com.
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And I should say that I’ll be attempting to be a bit more regular with my posts there. And you can feel free to email me if you have you own Shitty pictures.
In the mean time, here’s an alien that I may have posted earlier.
I’m up to 4 followers on my blog now (okay, maybe a couple more than that, but not a whole heap). Woo hoo. I think they’re coming along for Nice House, Shitty Mailbox. Who’d have thunk? Anyway, I have recently discovered posting by email. So, what I need to know from those who have chosen to follow (and thank you very much to those who have– you know who you are. No, really, you do) is if you would be annoyed receiving two or three (or sometimes none) emails a day from my blog telling you that I’ve posted one of the Instagram pics (or a normal pic) that I take while wandering* around for work. There probably won’t be any Shitty Mailbox (I want to save those for special occasions), just one’s similar to those visible down on the side panel of the blog (not the little yellow guy– that’s Breakfast Man [he takes my place at breakfast for my son when I have to leave for work early]).
So, let me know, if you can. I don’t want to be annoying the few followers I have 🙂
Is there anything else you’s like to see? Not sure if I can oblige, but I just might.
Anyway, to the mailboxes. Today’s theme (don’t expected one of them every time either) is creatures. Enjoy.
This is just unfortunate. A real turkey. (Jeeze, I’m hilarious.) It’s an animal, which is normally a terrible start. But then, it’s a turkey. And a badly done one. Oh well.
I could almost give this letterbox a pass. if it was on a farm. Or even acreage. But no. It’s on a tiny little block on a suburban estate. And you have to use a handle (the ring in the bull’s nose) to open the moth and put in the mail. Do you know how annoying it is, having to use two hands ot put something in a mail box?
This one is great. It isn’t the old cliche of putting the mail in the mouth. But the alien isn’t just holding the letterbox. He’s ripped it out of the ground and is going to use it to assault anyone who tries to put in anything other than Christmas cards.
* ‘Wandering’ make it sound like a leisurely stroll, not 5 or 6 hours of solid, fast walking.
For those of you who arrived late, Nice House Shitty Mailbox is just like the title says. It’s about people who have nice houses (maybe not expensive, but ones that they obviously take pride in) but the crappiest mailboxes in existence. Mailboxes they found on scrapheaps or bought of E-Bay and had shipped via the craziest driver working for Crazy Dave’s Monster Truck Delivery Service. (Does that exist? I’d use it just to have a monster truck drive up my street and park out the front of my house, preferably on top of my neighbour ‘s car).
Anyway, without further ado, today’s episode is brought to you by “Plastic Buckets That Once Had Plaster (or something similar) In Them”.
I’m conflicted about this one. It’s a brand new house that has a plastic plaster bucket for a mail box. But it’s a brand new bucket too and they’ve obviously gone to a bit of effort to make it look nice and tidy…
Not so conflicted here. It’s a bucket (hanging crookedly) from the side of a star picket. The slot is messy. The writing is messy. And the lid isn’t even on properly so the mail will probably fall out anyway.
I know the idea of Nice House, Shitty Mailbox is… Well, like the title says. But sometimes mailboxes, for very different reasons, are works of art in their own right. There are three below.
This might actually classify as Nice House, Shitty mailbox. The house was terrible as well, but it was nowhere near the standard of shittyness achieved by the mail box. It might well be better to throw the letters on the ground.
Hmmm… Throw the letters on the ground? I think that happens automatically, right after you try to put them in the mailbox.
This one? I couldn’t see the house to make any judgments, but I loved the mailbox. I actually took about 5 pictures– this is the best my cheap phone could come up with.
I’ve been flat out recently. We have moved house and I’ve been working longer hours and… Yeah, you’ve heard all the excuses. I haven’t done much writing at all and I am trying to, finally, get The Brightest Light ready for Print on Demand. So, while you all eagerly wait for that, here are some more mail boxes.
The mailbox isn’t all that bad, but the tomato stake that’s holdig it up makes it look… sad and lonely.
The house you can see isn’t a palace, but it would have to be falling down to be of the same standard as the mail box. The second house was actually fairly nice but there were trees in the way. Two for the price of one though is always great.
Again, the house isn’t wonderful, but.. The mail box isn’t even facing the right direction. Give it a few months and that might not be a problem because you’ll just be able to use the letters to poke a hole through the rust.