During a particularly but not unusually giddy PoCo (a la PoMo, my new abbreviation for post-coital, the coinage of which arose during this same PoCo moment) conversation this weekend, “Dzheph” (not his real name) and I were discussing–in the context of his predilection for handwritten thank-you notes–a possible niche for printed greeting cards for just such an occasion. The following sentiment then sprang to mind:
My co-workers note I’ve been smiling all day.
Thank you for being such a wonderful lay.
Oh, Thom. Perhaps your post-PoCo bliss has clouded your memory. The idea for the greeting cards came to us not during a PoCo conversation, but considerably later in the day. (More TiVo than PoCo, perhaps.) In any case, watch your mailbox for a handwritten note…
Yes, I know, but I didn’t want to write two separate posts–especially since the two topics were so interrelated–so I took a teensy bit of authorial license and combined our two conversations.
Okay. I guess I also just wanted an excuse to use TiVo and PoCo in the same sentence. And re: your cryptic use of pseudonym, I suppose I blew my cover, eh? (Wait for it… hm, then again, don’t. It’s too easy.) 😉
I have a strange feeling I just intruded on a conversation I REALLY shouldn’t have entered…
Dzheph? That’s a new pseudonym style…
Now it’s a menage.
Write away
My dear reader, I love writing thank-you notes. The Morning News shows you, in six easy steps, how to write your own: I’m not going to go all Miss Manners on your ass and get into the social intricacies and…