I can certainly relate, last year or a year before that my parent(s) were together and in Las Vegas on a trip so me and my brother were home by ourselves. Of course as soon as they left it snowed like 19 inches, the presidents day blizzard. My brother had to go to work and forced me to shovel the driveway, you now how hard that is. When I was finshed about 6 hours later, I found the paper buried in the deepest snow drift you could imagine. Now how in the world did he get that there, on concidence? They live by this saying "money talks and walks" and apparently if one doesn't recieve the money he becomes paralyzed from the legs down.

Any newspaper deliver guys out there, don't get offened, I'm only speaking my mind.