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I gotta go to bed, now. I just realized that kindness might not always pay, and I've sorta painted myself into a corner.
You see, I have had this relationship with our mailman for some time - I stand, drooling on the mailbox, waiting for the latest Khukuri to arrive. He, mantaining a professional demeanor, hands me the package and I run panting and frothing back to the house, leaving a wake of cardboard and Reno want-ad confetti. He has handled the package and felt the weight. He has seen the exotic Himalayan Imports label, but has held his peace, so...when the Malla came, I took pity and opened it in front of him, trying to emulate his calm, reserved manner (no drool).
The reaction should have been predictable - his eyes lit up, his beard bristled, and he said "I want one of those!!!!!!"
I gave him the URLs for the FAQ, the HI Site, and the forum. He doesn't run a puter, but his wife has had one for about a month and is still learning. She ran the URLs for him, and when the blem YCS came up, I called him. This soon became complicated, talking on cell phones because our lines were tied up, and his instructions to his wife, who was struggling to keep up. In short, by the time we got organized, we missed it.
If prior experience holds true, tomorrow he will deliver my new Garud, and want to see it (probably to make sure it isn't the YCS). So, what if he goes postal. A postal postal worker, with HIKV for a JATO assist? I know there are specific laws for the protection of mail carriers, some recent and some dating back to Wells Fargo days, but what if I have to tap him with my cane? Or unload a couple of clips from my 220 on him?
Doc, this has gone beyond psychiatry. Is there a luh..law... (I can't say the word) attorney in the house.