Digital Life

We woke up to find these on our front lawn:



Yes, we have been pranked with plastic flamingos. They actually came with a note--it's a fundraiser from a local school. If you can call extortion a fundraiser, hah. We have to pay the kids to take the flamingos away. We even get to chose whose lawn they end up on next, muahaha. And for a further "donation", we can purchase insurance, ensuring that the pink plastic flock doesn't make its way back, necessitating further payment. Clever.

Back in my day we had to go door to door with catalogs, trying to wheedle money out of old ladies. Why didn't we think of this? Much more efficient. But...

You damn kids! Get off my lawn!