Sudden Acts of Random Art

[ailbhe]

I slept very badly last night (dreamt that Rob and I got divorced twice, and something involving corridors) and woke late and evil. I flollopped and snarled and whumpled and sludged and eventually Rob returned from his ill nameserver and brought me tea and helped me stand to go to the bathroom.

There was post. (Mail for North Americans). It was a small we envelope saying "Of no monetary value" and "FRAGILE" and "Please hand cancel" (what does that mean?)

And inside this envelope was Art, for which I am - well, actually, I'm not feeling anything that I can label gratitude, but I am feeling a lot of Very Very Pleased, and Boingy Boing, and Oooooh, Art, Yummy. Thank you, kind benefactor, and I'll see what I can come up with in return, though I don't generally do art.

My fridge is very well-dressed. And the art on my fridge is very well dressed and the story on the art on my fridge needs a writer to tie it down and teach it to swim.

Comments

[anejo.livejournal.com]

Please hand cancel

"Please cancel the stamp by hand, rather than sending this poor, delicate little package through the big cancelling machine where it will get pummelled and thumped and hammered to smithereens."

I went on a tour of a sorting office once. I've been nervous of sending anything by post ever since...

[ailbhe]

Ahh,the postmark bit! I've always thought of that as "mark as posted" rather than as "cancel".

Sending stuff by post is fine; make it an awkward package, insure it, register it, and chase it every 12 hours. Almost sure to arrive.

[clanwilliam.livejournal.com]

dreamt that Rob and I got divorced twice, and something involving corridors

You're not allowed to get divorced. I probably did irreperable damage to my leg at your wedding, so you are NEVER allowed to get divorced.

Murder, yes, (we can get Marcus to defend or prosecute, depending on which of you is the victim), but divorce, never.

[liadnan]

Nah, don't do big criminal work, so I'd steer off that one too.