You may ask yourself, where do I get How do I work this? And you may ask yourself, where is that large automobile? And you may ask yourself, where in the $#*& is my newspaper today?
Ok.. so the newspaper lyric wasn’t part of the Talking Heads “Once in a Lifetime” song but, it fits. (You’re welcome for the ear worm.) And you may ask yourself, why do people choose to not get home delivery of the Post-Gazette. Maybe it’s because nobody wants to walk all the way out to the curb in their robe, bunny slippers and undies to read the newspaper that they can read on their phone, tablet or TV-sized 4K computer screen hung on the wall?
I mean, who throws these things? Pizza delivery people that got fired for tossing pizzas into the wall or who carried the pizza boxes on their side like a stack of text books in 8th grade?
Hey PG delivery supervisors, we know that these peeps are driving around crazy early in the morning but, isn’t having a good arm, or at least a pitching champ ribbon from one’s 1985 little league baseball 3-no-hitters season a requirement for these jobs? They didn’t even raise it to the curb on this one!
No wonder people don’t want home delivery, YaJagoffs!
And now back to the ear worm.
Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground