So I received via Postcrossing from sallymo. Hats off to her for managing to create homemade cards that are probably are not thrown in a rubbish bin by all the people who write "NO HOMEMADE CARDS" in their profiles.
I hear your concerns and they are important to me. I am going to escalate these concerns up the chain of command in order for them to fall on the appropriate deaf ears.
Sunday, February 7, 2021
Interlude
So I received via Postcrossing from sallymo. Hats off to her for managing to create homemade cards that are probably are not thrown in a rubbish bin by all the people who write "NO HOMEMADE CARDS" in their profiles.
Postcard #202: Morning in America
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01/21/21 - Portland OR. It's Fuckin raining. 44 F
Well after an armed insurrection attempt five dead people, a final tally of 400k covid deaths could we finally have a new president. Republicans want to find Unity...now. I am so god damned sick of being the ones who have to capitulate when outraged which is the problem nothing really outrages them. Nothing tangible. "Rights" "Religion." We have to always move on when something tragic happens. "What could have been done?" "This was a single, lone event." No. I am done. I want people held [accountable] for their actions. How we could not collectively called Q-Anon fucking assholes. We could not collectively call white supremacists fucking dirtbag shitheads. I want to ask how we got here...but we have always been here. -TM
Sent via Postcrossing to anicka22. Probably one of my favorite profiles so far. Completely blank. The only way it could have been better would have been for them to have written one word in the profile so that it would appear that they did not simply overlook it. I got this postcard in Spain. I've had it for several years and from the looks of it someone else had it before me on display.
I was obviously angry here. I really suck at first draft postcarding. I left out words. I left out grammar and punctuation. I was a lazy bastard for this card and it shows.
Saturday, February 6, 2021
Postcard #201: Special Delivery
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Portland, OR,
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44 It's friggen raining
but at least it's not snowing
I pulled up to the house pretty much the same time as my wife did. I pulled to give her room to pull her car into the driveway. Looking towards the road I saw a plastic white garbage bag. The sort I have in my own kitchen with red drawstrings. I parked my car and walked to the mailbox. Junk mail flyers. (But I did get one postcrossing card!) I figured I could use the junkmail to go and pick up the trash. As I got closer I noticed the bag was nearly empty... but there was something in the bag. Black. It stuck to the inside of bag and it carried enough mass that the wind did not move it. I picked it up. It was soft, wet. And started to move it to my garbage cans, my left hand like a tight pincer holding the bag within the protective burger king coupons as I crossed the yard. I smelled something foul. A smell known all too well from life... and work, I almost did want to recognize it. Once I admitted that I know the smell I knew it would make me gag. I then thought about how it does not make me gag at work when my patients... poop... shit Tom. It's Human feces. Human SHIT You ARE HOLDING HUMAN SHIT! I started to gag and wretch. I still smell it every time I have to burp the garbage can. Honestly, I smell it even when I look at the can. - TM
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Sent via Postcrossing to Drey01. Did not give me a whole lot of guidance no homemade or Ad cards. I really would like to send an ad card to the first person to ever put that in a profile. I wonder if I could write to Postcrossing and ask them to look at their records to see when the first time "NO AD CARD" was placed in someone's profile.
I am pretty late getting these up. They are already arriving at their sites. And I already have another interlude post coming.
Saturday, January 30, 2021
Postcard #200: GME Thingamajig...
Jan 24, 2021
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CUTTY SARK
Nobody ever asks for ad cards. Here is one of mine I am not sure how long I have had it. It's copywritten 1999. It's Sunday, I have to go to work tomorrow like most people. I kind of want to call in sick for stupid reasons...I invested money in GameStop over the past few weeks. It's rumored that it is going to be hit by a major short squeeze over the coming days/weeks. I am existing in a state of nil-loss right now. Like Schrödinger's cat. The money is sort of down now. I have not lost anything. I don't know if it will make money and with work...I will not be able to check my phone for updates. I will have to work in a state where I could have made money or lost much of it. I don't think I wanted to make dumb levels of money. I heard that investors were betting on the failure of GameStop and that feels like a shitty thing to do. I heard of an opportunity to catch a bunch of wealthy people doing something dumb with a lot of money and I wanted to be apart of history. Fucking money-making assholes making stupid levels of money....while I work taking care of people with covid? Seriously. WTF? Then trying to bankrupt a videogame store that I am fond of? - TM.
I should probably start by saying my first ever disclaimer: I AM NOT SOMEONE YOU SHOULD TAKE INVESTMENT ADVICE FROM...I am an amateur investor and I mess around with some extra money I make with extra shifts. I think the stock market is a big gamble and I am investing in companies I believe in...That being said...
Sent via postcrossing to alexaufdembetzenberg. He wanted an AD card. I don't much care for scots whisky. I even stuck a little sticker on it too. He wrote back...kinda weird reply:
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“Cheers for your card. That GameStop thingmajig didn't end too well, did it? Best Wishes and Stay Healthy!” |
Postcard #199: Pen-nsylvania...
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Portland, OR 39% Rainy.
This Space For Writing Messages
I bought a bunch of Sharpie S. Gel pens. I'll be honest I saw a reaction video to them. And I bought in... They suck. Here is my struggling .038 s...-s Gel pen. What a joke! Pigma Micron! All the way! Anyway, I saw you live in Phill. My wife and I got married in Philly. It was called Romano's. Now it's The Felt Factory. Sounds better IMO. Like the called Electric Factory. My wife and I stood in the fountain in the lobby for pictures. I think we broke it. Because it leaked downstairs where the reception was. Oh Well. YOLO! -TM
Sent via Postcrossing to CelesteDolores. She wrote back!
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“Thanks for the postcard. I've never seen that post office in Philly, but then I live "downtown" in Center City. I'm wondering where it was. I had to look on the map to find the Felt Factory--in North Philadelphia. The Sharpie Ultra Fine Permanent Marker is good for postcards. I also bought the Sharpie gel pens but not to use on postcards. I think I used them up already. Interest idea the "Vault."” |
Postcard #198: "It's All Your Fault"
The front reads "IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT."
Sunday, January 3, 2021
interlude
Postcard #197: "Ana"
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Postcard #196: Words/Phrases/Idioms
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Saturday, January 2, 2021
Postcard #195: "Glasses"
Postcard #194: "Putter"
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I am sick of post-crossing again. I just see it as work right now and I know it should not be. It is supposed to be a distraction or hobby but I think when life gets tough or busy the first casualty is that the freetime to do distractions. I must sacrifice for the mill stone of life are hobbies, and the feeling that its okay to take time for myself I saw an article that American Megalomaniac and eventual Earth technodespot Jeff Bezos puts time aside each day, to (and I feel its absolutely necessary for me to write this out) QUOTE/UNQUOTE -->"putter".<-- And people put this dumb shit in an article for people like me to read and wonder what the fuck is wrong with me? He also prioritizes sleep. Fuck. This. Guy. and his "freetime."
-Tm.
Sent Via postcrossing to mpv. This fucking article has been pissing me off for over a week. Eat the rich man.
Postcard #193: "Birth day"
Postcard #192: "essential"
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HOWARD HUGHES SPRUCE GOOSE gathers speed prior to take-off November 2, 1947. The giant aircraft is now on display in its new dome in the Port of Long Beach, California.
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"essential" www.minormumbles.com
I am considered an essential worker (nurse). I never have used that word to describe myself. Essential. It's a dumb word that means I have to work, and others can't regardless if they can / should/ or not. I am happy/proud as it is a nice distraction from the insanity of national politics and dissociative delusions of certain political party whims. Opinions carry more weight than science somehow. Oregon has some of the most restrictive social distancing laws, we have some of the Lowest death/incidence rates of Covid... But people are still dying here. People are being hospitalized in intensive care regularly. So then a disconnect somewhere. Pretending "this will never happen to me" feeling. When I drive home I see plenty of people at bars together without masks so god knows how many people are at home "pretending" together.
I had to trim this card to get it in the envelope. Sorry.
Sent via postcrossing to Lario. They wanted postcards of fighter places. I feel like I had postcards of stealth fighters or at least a blackbird. But I am in the midst of reorganizing my cards. Only now do I regret starting this task because now I can not find anything. I need to take all my cards and throw them into three piles.
1. Postcards that might actually see the inside of a mailbox.
2) Interesting Postcards that are too damaged to mail unless given some TLC.
3) Postcards that need to see the inside of a wastebasket.
So I sent a spruce goose postcard...I think this is the second one this season. Hughes failed attempt at a wooden bomber because of the availability of wood over metal.
Postcard #191: "Empty Postcard"
Postcard #190: "Stuff" Patients Say #1
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THIS SPACE FOR WRITING MESSAGES
"Stuff" patients say... #1
me: So you are not allergic to shrimp?
patient: I just don't like it. What's the difference?
me: A lot.
Patient: When I was younger I had a bad reaction to some shrimp.
me: What sort of "reaction"? Like you could not breathe? Throat or facial swelling?
Patient : No. I threw up. A lot. For like the whole day. Oh! And diarrhea!
me: So, food poisoning?
Patent: No. It was reaction to the food. Because now whenever I see shrimp I gag.
me: That's still not an allergy
- TM.
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Sent via postcrossing to ethan1740. He wanted Benedict Cumberbatch, Lotso, and bunch of other things I sadly do not have. Disappointment, thy name is Minormumbles. So, I picked a card. And wrote a card. But I did send it with one of my happy new year cards in an envelop like I have been doing for this most recent bunch.
Postcard #190: "Extra Space"
Postcard #189: "Dalinspiration"
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LONDON BRIDGE
During Construction in 1970
The McCulloch Corporation purchased the bridge for $2,460,000.00 and moved it rock by rock, from the River Thames to its present location at Lake Havasu City where it was reassembled and dedicated Oct. 10, 1971.
POST CARD
My wife and I visited my mother in Tarpon Springs, Fl. To the south is St. Petersburg where there is a Salvador Dali museum. I learned that one of the things he would do was spend hours staring a blank canvas until the work appeared in his mind. I wonder if I stared a blank postcard long enough the same thing could work for me and postcrossing?
So this was sent via postcrossing to Olgamif who wanted anything London related and is an english teacher residing in Russia. I am fucked. Good thing I did not write a whole lot on her card so she can not grade me too much. I was going through my cards looking for England related stuff. I found a bunch of stuff. Old family images of the Royal Family. Old images of horse drawn carriages in Piccadilly. But then I found this card which I hope she does not have because of the degree of tackiness. But I would imagine if someone in Lake Havasu City or Arizona at large drew her name on postcrossing they might have sent it to her. An image of an American London Bridge being built over a portion of a reservoir on the Colorado River.