I guess this means I’m rich

I haven’t gotten one of these in a while, but this comes at such a good time — I could use the cash.

This is for your attention,

We wish to notify you again that you were listed as a beneficiary to the total sum of 4,600,000.00GBP (Four million Six hundred thousand Great British Pounds) in the intent of the deceased (name now withheld since this is our second letter to you).

We contacted you because you bear the surname identity and therefore can present you as the beneficiary to the inheritance since there is no written will.

Our legal services aim to provide our private clients with a complete service. We are happy to prepare wills, set-up and administer Trusts, carry out the administration of estates and prepare and administer powers of attorney.

All the papers will be processed in your acceptance. In your acceptance of this deal, we request that you kindly forward to us your letter of acceptance, your current telephone and fax numbers and a forwarding address to enable us file necessary documents at our high court probate division for the release of this sum of money.

And I will prefer you reach me on my private email address below (deleted)

Yours faithfully
Gary Adams

Wow. As I said, I could use the cash. I wish I would have seen that earlier contact attempt.

Black outs and movies in the night

A 10-minute power outage at about 10 p.m. — just as we started watching “Dan in Real Life.” I had to inch my way through the dining room into my office in the dark to find the flashlights.

I don’t remember the last time we lost power.

“Dan in Real Life” was pretty good, a bit cloying at times, but still a nice little movie.

I keep bleeding, keep, keep bleeding

I mentioned in my last post that I’d cut my thumb last night and that it had started bleeding again during this morning’s run. What I didn’t mention is that slicing my thumb was just one of a number of Sunday mishaps that apparently show that I should be more worried about Sunday the 15th than Friday the 13th:

  1. I went to eat some carrots and didn’t realize until I took a bite that they had turned (slimy, with a white film)
  2. while putting away some containers, I dropped a small glass dish that shattered across the kitchen floor
  3. sliced my thumb
  4. at 4 a.m. (OK, this technically was Monday), I must have swung my arm in my sleep, knocking a glass of iced tea from my nightstand, spilling it on the bed, my pillow, the floor, the wall — yuck

I hope this string of bad luck abates.

Tomato, tom-ah-to

I had to post. The state Assembly is considering a bill that would declare the tomato New Jersey’s state vegetable. I know all you nay-sayers out there will pooh-pooh the bill, saying that tomatoes are fruit and all. But, as the bill points out

The tomato, while technically a “fruit,” is legally considered to be a vegetable in an 1893 United States Supreme Court decision, and is in the same botanical family as the potato, pepper, and eggplant

And, to keep this as local as possible,

In 1847 Harrison W. Crosby of Jamesburg, New Jersey, was the first person in the nation to can tomatoes commercially, making Jersey tomatoes available across the nation

So, all hail the Jersey tomato.

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