So I get this postcard in the mail the other day. I look at it and read it and think "What the snap?" There's no return address. No name. My name and addy is typed on there with a typewriter. Portland, OR postmark.
I puzzle over it for awhile. Finally I thought to myself "That looks like Doc's handwriting. And this sort of thing is right down his alley. I'll bet that's who it is."
So I send an email to my old buddy Doc back home in Portland. I'd looked up the quote online and it was from Jack Handey, who used to be a regular on "Saturday Night Live". I basically said "Okay, pal. You got me."
He had no idea what I was talking about.
The next day I get two more postcards in the mail. This one:
And this one:
Okay, that first one mentioned my sister. So I sent her an email and asked "Did you set me up?""Oh, yeah. I did."
"I got the first one from Doc, I think."
"I didn't send him one."
Oops. Guess I'm not a handwriting expert, after all.
"So how many postcards can I expect and from where?"
"I dunno. People got crazy and it got out of hand. I have no idea."
Oh..... my.
The following day I get just the one:
And before you even ask, I have no idea who Josh's Mom is. I don't think Jack Handey sent me the first one and I don't believe George W. Bush sent me that pirate one, either. But that might have been Josh's Mom. I don't know.They might be clever forgeries.
So anyway, there's the first four. I have seven more to scan in and my sister says "Expect more."
I have an interesting family.
So Wednesday is going to be Kite Flying Day, Boy Scout Day, Laugh and Get Rich Day, Opera Day and Molasses Bar Day.
Mmmm... sticky.....
