I was actually thinking it might be fun to watch the mailman deliver rocks....I know that is a bit sadistic....but on bad days...it could be therapeutic. What do I do with the rocks when I get them? Seems like I may have to invest some labor in building shelves with my new nail gun.....that might keep me busy.

Problem is my mailman comes in a car, an old beater, and my box is at the road, some 150 feet up the driveway...I imagine watching him get the package in there might be entertaining, but I bet he would make me drive to town to get it....alas, rural living has it drawbacks.

However, we do have half full 'official state beverage bottles' out by the mailbox occassionally....I can't figure out how they get there....must be recycling....

We have an open container law here...I can't see some one pitching them out of the car (especially half full, unless pursued by a cop)....

I was hit by a drunk driver so I do not take kindly to that kind of thing. I would pitch it back...and I can aim. I won't say how I learned that skill, somethings are best left unsaid.

Rocks or banjoes....I am not sure which is more sadistic.