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Posts tagged ‘postcard’

Attn: Ellen (3/21/12)

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Dear Ellen,

I recently realized some disappointing news. I can never be a real artist (you have to say that word with ennui).

Why can’t I be an artist?

I smile too much.

But – good news! – I can fake the funk. All I have to do is suck on sour candies at artsy affairs. Good news – disdainful, pained expression in the bag. Bad news – I’ll probably say “blech” from the candy at an inopportune moment.

Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com

 

Why am I sending these postcards?

Attn: Ellen (3/8/12)

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Dear Ellen,

Phew. I just finished another class and I think this “Still Life in a Landscape” is what my brain looks like right now.

I knew it would be rough when, before a test, the professor said, “you can Google the answer til hell freezes over.”

*Gulp.*

But it’s over! Time for ice cream and high-fives for all!

Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com

Attn: Ellen (2/29/12)

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Dear Ellen,

I recently attended Houston’s Rodeo! I thought about describing it, but I felt like this picture does it already.

Except the flowers = bulls almost crushing people at the bull riding. And the horse = hastily put together, incredibly creaky rides. And the couple about to yell ‘game on!’ is actually a foot long corn dog and friend moon pie.

Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com

P.S. The shrouded house in the distance clearly = bumper cars operator.