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Written 13 June, 2007
Pele Postal
I had occasion to send Sweetie a package in RL last week.
It was sort of a geek survival package—a flash drive with hot pix of Sweetie and me together, a headset to facilitate our late-night phone conversations, and a little day planner I had picked up for her at Frys for a song.
Even with relations between the United States and the Nation-State of Pele being what they are these days, I was surprised the USPS wouldn’t take my package. They I saw the sign on the wall—“Postmistress, state of Dreamland (the 51st state!), Imsonotadiva Bartlett.”
OMG. Diva is now overseeing our mails! Guess she got demoted.
And so I pulled out my trusty freebie UPS truck (yes, the one I’m always blowing up) and Browned the package to Sweetie.
Here’s a copy of the packing slip I enclosed. I knew Sweetie would get a kick out of it. And she did!
Pele Postal
I had occasion to send Sweetie a package in RL last week.
It was sort of a geek survival package—a flash drive with hot pix of Sweetie and me together, a headset to facilitate our late-night phone conversations, and a little day planner I had picked up for her at Frys for a song.
Even with relations between the United States and the Nation-State of Pele being what they are these days, I was surprised the USPS wouldn’t take my package. They I saw the sign on the wall—“Postmistress, state of Dreamland (the 51st state!), Imsonotadiva Bartlett.”
OMG. Diva is now overseeing our mails! Guess she got demoted.
And so I pulled out my trusty freebie UPS truck (yes, the one I’m always blowing up) and Browned the package to Sweetie.
Here’s a copy of the packing slip I enclosed. I knew Sweetie would get a kick out of it. And she did!
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