A personal note of thanks is due the Mountain Xpress. I was running downtown this morning with my birddog, Pepper. I thought we had covered the morning rituals but Pepper decided that right in front of the courthouse was a good place to remind me I was wrong.
Unfortunately I had forgotten my handy-dandy plastic waste recovery bag. Wouldn’t you know it the city’s dispenser was empty along with all the nearby trash cans? I tied my sled dog up and ran around until I found something with which to pick up the downside of dog ownership. As luck would have it, one container had a discarded and intact Mountain Xpress ready for duty.
In no time at all I had cleaned up after Pepper and she renewed her mission of pulling me through town. That discarded Xpress? It was good as new.
— Carl Mumpower
Asheville
Is this seriously, verifiably Mumpower? If so, I’m glad you were able to clean up after your dog, but are you really, truly taking a dig at local journalism? REALLY?
Why yes he is…you’d think he’d at least be a bit grateful MX helped him out of a stinky jam.