today at work i got my greeting from america stamps in the mail. we had a great gob of fun looking at the stamps of all the different states and rating them. alabama, not so good. wisconsin, good.

“they are so cool, i’d never want to use them,” jessica said.
“i can’t wait to use them. i am thinking taking out an ad to ask people who live in new jersey if they want a postcard.”
“i never knew you were such a. . . ” sandy said.
“philatelist.” i shouted.

sandy and jessica looked at me with this odd look of horror on their faces.

“i’m so ashamed.”
“as you should be,” sandy said.