18-June-99 Good Mail Day
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Oh, I was wrong and the library was right about William Least Heat Moon's last name. Turns out his father is Heat Moon, his elder brother is Little Heat Moon, he's Least Heat Moon, so it makes sense to say the family name is Heat Moon after all.
I must have been talking to myself when I came out of the post office, because a guy in a cleaning company van parked in front said something, so I showed him what was in the PO box. Two for two decorated envelopes! That's what stamp customers are supposed to do, use stamps to decorate envelopes they send us, but fewer and fewer do that these days. Plus, when I got home, there was a Random Act of Kindness postcard from Old MacDonald in Columbia MO with two incredible eraser carvings on it -- one chicken, just chicken in to see how my day was going, and one cornstalk with tassels and four ears of corn. It never rains but it pours.
The eraser carvers Carving Consortium mailing list has a snailmail mailing list of people who don't mind getting decorated postcards in the mail (now, who would mind? I guess it's more like people who don't mind sharing their snailmail address) and the idea is to send out extra cards you may have stamped up at random. Often people will stamp up an edition to send to the whole list, but it's getting to be a lot of people by now.
Roadway Package Service was satisfied with the check I left on the door for the COD, so I have a pound of Hi-Tech T 12 Dense Black soy ink ready for indexing more stamp mounts. It could be a two years supply at the rate I go.
Besides my black ink, I drew myself a bottle of rainbow ink to go with a scan of a beautiful crow quill I found a few days ago at the corner of Cedar and Mill. That's at the top of the steep part of Blake Street, so picking it up was a welcome excuse for a short rest. On previewing this page, I think I like that gif, but it messes up the spacing of my navigation links. Aw well, I have to redo them anyway.
Oh, right, and today I stopped halfway up Blake Street to admire a wooden boat that a kid was tying on top of a car. Turns out it's a sailboat he built in school shop, and they're taking it down to the Cape this weekend. It's mahogany plywood, with lots of glue showing on the outside, so I think there's a fair bit of sanding in the future before they paint it white with hmm, they have to decide if it will be blue, green, or red trim. I hope they just varnish the inside so the mahogany shows somewhere. That was another good excuse for a short rest on the hill, and it must have been a good rest, because I was one gear higher than usual the rest of the way up the hill. I think I'm getting into better and better cycling shape as I keep riding.
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