I have heard some say there is not glowing light, no music, nothing. I'm here to tell you thats wrong!
Hoping today was the day I kept myself busy waiting for the mailman. Ok I slept until noon. When I awoke my mail box had a distinct glow to it. As I ran down stairs and out the front the bricks glowed like a pot of gold. I knew this was the day, granted there is not a cloud in the sky and its 95 degrees. I put on my polorized sunglasses and proceeded to open the mail box. The handle was hard to find in the glowing light. As I lowered the door I could here what souned like party music. It was faint but was there. Could not make out the words over all my neighbors lawn mowers. digging threw piles of the wifes catalogs and some bills there it was, almost blinding. I ripped it open and all of sudden a silence, and the light was gone. One little piece of plastic stuck in a peice of thick paper. I will say that it is the best piece of 3 cent plastic I have ever seen!
For all those waiting it will come but waiting SUCKS!
