On the highly excellent suggestion of My Dog Is Chelsea, I am happy to report that I have obtained a Boring, Boring postcard.
In addition to being classically boring according to my preliminary theory of postcard boringness -- it shows an "attraction" that no one would ever actually want to visit, the attraction lacks visual interest, the attraction is something that is common as dirt -- this postcard is from the unfortunately named town of Boring, Oregon. So here it is, ladies and gentleman -- arguably the most Boring postcard in the world.
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Meanwhile, just because I am on vacation, please do not think that I have been slacking on The Reading List. This cartoon from the first book I ever owned, Peanuts Treasury, says it all.
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Yeah, I think that's my problem--bleeping. I can't seem to do it. I don't know if it's the thespian in me, but I feel compelled to pronounce, if only in my head, every name in literature I encounter.
You can imagine how this becomes a problem and explains why Sci-Fi/Fantasy has no hold on me.
I read back. I think the criteria are excellent for boring postcards. It's put a whole different spin on them and the word boring.
The place name is just gravy.
Oddly enough, I seem to already have an unintentional collection of them.
I am going to read below for a bit. Looks interesting and not boring at all.
That postcard takes the cake on tacky!
I want a boring postcard!!! I'll take a nudey one too.
Oh, you should collect nudey postcards!!!
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