Tuesday, 30 May 2006


My former co-blogger Brock is having issues with the Commercial Appeal’s circulation department—this is the same division that managed to keep delivering the paper to my mother’s new house during her entire week-long honeymoon. If the circulation division is as slack-jawed as the motley collection of idiots/editors that have turned the paper into something I wouldn’t use as birdcage lining for fear of insulting the intelligence of parakeets, I don’t see Brock getting this mess straightened out any time soon.

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[Permalink] 1. Alfie Sumrall wrote @ Wed, 31 May 2006, 3:55 pm CDT:

On a good day, I get my paper by 7:30am. Sundays are often a total crapshoot. It has been getting better lately, knock on wood! It’s sad when I know the number to the automated thing by heart—- 529–2666.

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