Don't Send C.C. Shit When He's on Tour.
An reasonable but entirely unnecessary request.
The holiday season brought this little homemade card to the Castle5000 mailbox:
It was in an envelope with my name and address on it -- like, my full, legal, street name -- and it was unstamped, meaning somebody had walked right up on the porch to hand-deliver it.
Here's what it said inside:
Aw man, C.C. left early and won't make NYE!
Except, here's the weird part: I don't know anybody named C.C. [except long-time reader Calico Cat, and she would have said "Don't send me stuff when I'm on tour."]. I don't know anybody named Gillian either. I don't personally know anyone who can be said to go "on tour" per se. Hell, I don't even have plans for New Year's Eve, except possibly to stay late at work and catch up on things while the switchboard's off.
So obviously, my question is what the hell is going on?
Actually, that's not my question. I'm pretty sure C.C. knows somebody else with my full, legal, street name (which is uncommon but hardly unique), found an address that matched the name of his pal, and now assumes he left that person a cheerful if mildly passive-aggressive greeting.* My real question is, who is C.C.? My own internet skills have led me nowhere, so I'm putting this one on the desk of IAT Reference Librarian lamanyana.
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* This doesn't keep me from being beset by anxiety that C.C. and Gillian, who have always considered me among their dearest loved ones, are going to be deeply hurt when they read this post and see that I have somehow managed to completely forget about our long-standing friendship.
9 comments:
I cound't garner a meet & greet with Mr. & Mrs, 5000 & I made no mystery about when I'd be in Portlandia.
(& when domeone was collecting counties in my next of the wood, I let him know how close he was to my county!)
So in short, no I am not CC or Gillian.
Google image search thinks it's Ethan Stiefel and Gillian Murphy, which is promising, considering that the image doesn't contain any names, but I don't see any connection of either of them with Portland.
Most curious!! Please let us know that outcome of this mystery if you ever find out.
Aviatrix: Dork Emeritus Morgan has been working a similar line of reasoning. I'm impressed.
I've decided, on very little evidence, that it's Christopher Constantini of the Oregon Ballet Theatre, and that maybe he's touring briefly with another company between local productions of the Nutcracker (Dec.8-23) and Swan Lake (Feb. 6-23). http://www.obt.org/company_bios/costantini.html
Who does he think you are, anyway?
How does he know Gillian?
Oh, I ran into that guy. He was in a hurry and asked if I could stick a stamp on the envelope and send it to you. But I was checking out Peacock Lane anyway, so I thought I'd just hand-deliver it.
I asked him if he didn't want to put a return address and he said you'd recognize the nickname. "Christmas Cad" seems like a strange nickname between friends, but whatever floats your boat, I guess.
...leaving me broken-hearted on New Year's Eve. Again.
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