Death to junk mail

After lugging home ten pounds of catalogues (it must be the holidays, the catalogues are coming on stronger) from the post office on Monday, I declared enough is enough and went to the Direct Marketing Association’s website and paid a buck to get me and my wife’s name off of whatever mailing lists are sacrificing a few trees in our name every year.

Like the DoNotCall registry did to telemarketers, I hope this gives me some relief from the bins of crap that I pull out of the little box at the post office every week and which then go right into the recycling bin.

It felt good. Try it yourself.