Another Postcard – holiday “laugh to keep from crying” week continues…
I wasn’t planning on posting anything today, let alone part two of a series that I didn’t know existed until just now, but I was sent a link to something pretty funny that made me laugh and forget my troubles for a few minutes this morning. Still, as Reader’s Digest says, “laughter[, is] the best medicine”, so I thought I would take the opportunity to share the joy, help some people like me shake the holiday blues, and build a post out of it.
And, since something worth doing once is worth doing over and over until the horse is not only dead, but a small damp puddle of grey goo on the floor, I’d come up with a theme, and run with it for a while.
So, here’s entry number two (having retroactively adopted yesterday’s “bad band name” post as entry number one):
Want to really mess with the head of the Stiffly Stifferson in your life? How about a series of nonsensical yet oddly prescient postcards from a mysterious source in Eastern Europe? Some enterprising individual is currently auctioning this exact service.
The seller is going to be spending the holidays in a small village in Poland, and is looking to kill some time and make a little extra scratch by sending out confounding “rant-ravingly insane” postcards to the mark of the winner’s choice, from a mysterious source, but including alarmingly-specific details about the recipient’s life (supplied, of course, by the buyer).
It’s a hell of a prank, really…epic in both scope and simplicity. it’s going to confound the mark for a hell of a long time (unless they’ve seen the auction on eBay, or read this site), and once the ruse is revealed (if the ruse is ever revealed), it’ll provide dinner party stories for all eternity. It might not be of Clooney-Kind art prank level, but it’ll be up there.
So, if you have (as of this writing) a little over 150 bucks, this clever service may be yours. Don’t worry, I wont’ be bidding. While I owe a few people coughGregFeldmancough a good pranking, when the time comes, I won’t be telegraphing it.
Chimpanzees, however, may be involved.