“a creative project is a moving target.
You never end up where you start.’
-evangeline lilly
—
the kinders remind me of this each and every day.
i recently made halloween cards
for all of my grandies and nieces
and sent them out early
to make sure they arrived in time
imagine my surprise
when i opened my mailbox
and found a letter
that i had sent out
a day earlier
only to have the post office
deliver it back to me
instead of sending it on ahead
somehow they had managed
to process it on the back of the envelope
and decided that my return address sticker
was where it should be delivered
i often wonder about their logic
and am pleasantly surprised
when things actually get
to where i had intended them to go
i will try again tomorrow
and tell them that it should go
to where the mailing address is
on the front of the letter.
“you know you’re a fool when what you’re doing
makes even the post office seem efficient.”
-joshua cohen
andrew killawee is a canadian tv producer who recently had his wheelbarrow stolen and he announced this with a sign outside of his home: “BRING BACK MY WHEELBARROW.”
a few days later, the sign had changed: “THANK YOU FOR BRINGING BACK MY WHEELBARROW.” apparently tersely worded demands for stolen property, in rural canada, lead to results. and results lead to politely worded replies.
all of this might have gone forgotten—a brief, humorous tale of small-town crime, one among many brief, humorous tales of small-town crime that happen in small towns across the world—if it hadn’t been for twitter, where an acquaintance of killawee combined the hand-painted signs into a single tweet.
her tweet went viral, and he later noted his regret at not being more fluent with the service. “well it took a lot of hard work, but I think I can now retire. thanks to my friend for really making the big push here … i’ll learn twitter one of these days.”
—
“i mean if we even had a wheelbarrow,
that would be something.”
-william goldman
—
credits: erik shilling, atlas obscura, andrew killawee -photo
we pulled up at the same time
right next to each other
i got out
his family got out
he stayed in
we looked at each other
i said hello to him
his mom said
he insists on
riding along
on every journey
and refuses
to get out of the car
until they all get home
once again
he just loves to ride.
—
“i’m going along for the ride. the whole ride.
all the way to the end of the line. wherever that is.”
– al pacino in “carlito’s way – 1993