Heckel and Jeckel

I probably shouldn't be writing a blog post right now. I've been tired and crabby all day. I'm sure it's at least partly my fault, but frankly, I didn't sleep well last night. A few weeks ago I reluctantly agreed to replace our freezer for  a new, modern one that is frost free. There was some money set aside just for that purpose so there wasn't much I could say. Of course the idea was that we would save money on electricity. Well, I found out today that the frost free models use 40% more power than the one we replaced. Lovely. To make matters worse, the freezer is located on the wall opposite of where my bed is, and it doesn't shut off- ever. When I go to bed it's running and this morning when I awoke at 4: 30 it was still running. Now, I don't know how it is that for the majority of the day I can' only hear half of what is spoken to me. Sometimes I'll be talking to someone and nod and smile when I think I should, without hearing exactly what they said. I got reprimanded once because I smiled and said good to a guy who was telling me about his wife being in the hospital or some such thing. Anyway, for some reason my hearing is selective. When I would like to hear something I can't really, and when I would like to have quiet so I can sleep, my ears are so fine tuned I could pick up radio waves from space. What gives? Anyway, in an effort to keep from getting a call from a demanding audience, I'm writing a blog post.
 Of course none of this has anything at all to do with Magpies. I just needed a picture to put up here and anyone who has never seen one, I thought they might be interested. I did a little research on these guys a few weeks ago, but I've pretty much forgotten what I read. What I remember, or think I remember, is that these are Western Magpies. Their tails make up  half of their body length, they are scavengers and I think I read that they mate for life. They are certainly a beautiful bird.
 When I was a kid there used to be a cartoon about two magpies named Heckel and Jeckel. It wasn't my favorite cartoon- they were always picking on this poor farmer, eating his corn crop and so on. I don't know why I got so upset over a cartoon, but I had a strong sense of justice, even when I was young. I couldn't very well change the channel either, we only had three to choose from and you might end up  with The Edge of Night soap opera or some other depressing hoo-haa. If you waded through the two magpies, usually Popeye would come on or Howdy Doody or some other worthwhile kid-friendly program. Nowadays, most of the cartoons don't seem funny at all, with the exception of Sponge Bob Squarepants- now that's a cartoon! I wish it would have been on when I was a kid. Shoot, if it had been my idea, I could buy a house with a garage so I could stick that noisy freezer out there.