Mysteries Found While Strolling The Neighborhood

I understand throwing out the big green recycling bin. You have to set a hard line on those things; they keep coming back again and again.

Why would somebody throw away a perfectly good rock? You know I bet this is how this community lost that lump of coal “as big as the front seat of a car” that was on Grand River avenue somewhere.

Meanwhile on my humor blog, I’d like to share the past week’s mathematically-themed comic strips and talk about them. But there weren’t any! The newspaper-grade comic strips I read didn’t give me anything to talk about there. I talked anyway, but good luck making sense of that.