Hai Mr. Tikistitch!!!

[tikistitch]

So, whilst our better half is off hunting tigers in Ind-jah, tiki has taken on the awesome responsibility of mailbox place duty. Which entails going and getting the cover off our car, driving to the mailbox place, looking for a parking space, saying "Hai!" to all the guys, packing up our car with the sweet, sweet booty, driving home, looking for a parking space out front, schlepping all the goodness inside our door, driving the car to our real parking spot, recovering the car, getting mud on our pants from digging around in the dirt for the car cover lock, and then revelling in our postal glory.

But the main thing is to keep tabs to SEE WHO WINS MAIL DAY!!! Because, it's not what you get, it's WHO WINS! Because, winning is everything! Yay, winning!!

So, so far, here is our pile....



Hahahahaha! tiki pwns.

But, not to despair, Mr. Tikistitch!



Because so far, you have gotten this shiny, shiny postcard!!! (OK, it also mentions tiki, but we'll give all the credit to you, since it's from a bunch of crazy Ozzie Star Wars people.)