Well who doesn't love Nevada?

I'm on vacation next week so the punishment emails have begun. I'm getting everything done, it's just easier and more efficient when not stopped or bitched at. It's only Tuesday and my level of Fuck It has hit the penthouse level. This does not mean that I am not stressed out. I stare at something to file, or work on .... and I know good and well "fuck it" but it's stuff that has to be done. So fuck it, I'll just do it? Tricky thing, my mother taught me well that even when it's penthouse level, you still do what gets you paid. And you do it right.

I received an odd slice of mail today and I circled it with a squint for about a half hour, convinced that someone thought I was a decent lab rat for their anthrax. Then I recognized my own damn handwriting on the envelope. Well shit, I wouldn't send myself poison, so I opened it.

I'd forgotten that a few months ago in our local newspaper a 4th grade class of kids from one of the states beggining with an "I" was asking for people to send them things from their state for a geography project. Some help I am when I don't even know where they are. Illinois.

So I rounded up about five postcards, Nevada isn't shy to promote itself, not a hard shopping trip and wrote facts and statistics on the backs of each about our state. No bitches, I said nothing of casinos, whores or all night liquor getting. I do have manners when applied.

I opened the letter and there was a photo of two little girls holding my post cards. Beaming! I began to beam too. One might say I wiggled in my chair and smiled to myself for doing a good thing.

I edited their darling faces because they aren't my kids, and no one needs to be looking at random little kids, this world is too ill to handle it. Sad. Suffice...... they are angelic!



Above is their hand written note. It reads:

Dear Ms. (DM)

Thank you very much for the postcards and info. Your mountains are very interesting. We didn't know that Nevada was the 7th largest state. We knew you had a casino.

(DM paused to crack the fuck up. I already like these kids!)

Your population is awsome! Thank you again!

Love,

(Them)

p.s. Your weather isn't quiet (it's only 4th grade.... I forgave it, hell I'm worse) like ours, you have a slightly warmer climate.

More loves and signatures.

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See I'm not so bad. Being rewarded for good deeds never fails to give me a lift when it seems like this world is shit, I felt the work yuck falling off of me as if I was in a shower. I chase optimism with a net everyday.

-DM