Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Snail Mail

While walking down the hall today, I hear a voice that is obviously pained and overwhelmed, ""We'll have to send it snail mail.""  You would think she had to walk the letter to Oklahoma herself. 

Personally, I love snail mail.  I like buying cute stamps. (best variety was at the Hammond post office-flowers, black folks, fruit, Andy Warhol...)  I like getting letters.  I like sitting down and writing letters.  Sometimes I'll sit and type one out and sometimes I'll get a pen and subject the recipient to my crooked handwriting.  I find I'm often quite funny when writing a letter and if I'm actually writing, I usually include a drawing or cartoon.  I crack me up.  Sadly, I haven't had a good correspondence match (like a tennis match) since I was in high school and Kris was in college.  I cracked her up too.  She said she learned after a few letters not to read them in public places. 

I love getting stuff in the mail that's not a bill or advertisement.  Every Christmas, Jan sends me a card.  I love cards, even the ones without money.    My mom sent me Tweety high tops once.  I wore them till they fell apart.  I love getting stuff I send to myself!  Ebay purchases make me happy even though I know what's in the box and that I paid for it.  I like sending people things too.  I'm kinda bad about remembering to ship things though.  Mom used to send Kris her Christmas presents in February or March.  The stuff for Tiffany's kids is still sitting on top of the desk shelf.  Of course, now that I've discovered the joys of foam peanuts and bubble wrap and big, padded envelopes, I'm thinking of sending more stuff.  

Snail Mail is a win-win.  You get the joy of writing stuff and knowing you're gonna make somebody happy.  As a recipient, you get the joy of getting something in the mail.  I think snail mail has gotten a bad rap.  I think everyone should go write someone a letter.  Your mom, sister, cousin, gf/bf and mail it.  Just keep in mind some things don't mail well like ketchup packets or condoms.  Just take my word on it.

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