the box top
March 17, 2010
Last week, me n Rick S n Rob n Mark hit the Suicide Chute up Little Cottonwood Canyon.
It was good (understatement alert).
After posting my Scorcese-level video, Rob sent pictures of the morning, and rather than pick and choose, I just put them all up. And at the bottom of the post, in an inside joke shout out to Bob and Elden from our corporate days 100 years ago when I had a reputation for never listening to any voicemail longer than 5 seconds and they started putting Easter Eggs at the end of the voicemails for me in case I listened to the end, I put an Easter Egg at the end of the post.
“If you looked at all the pictures, cut out a box top and send it to me, I owe you a dollar.”
Some of you claimed a dollar, but didn’t deserve one.
Well, Sarah deserves a dollar. I got this in the mail yesterday:
At first I thought the envelope was empty, and Sarah was just teasing us, sending me an empty but very Christmasy envelope, as in “ha, we didn’t write a Christmas letter this year, but here’s an empty envelope.”
Nope (is it fuzzy to everybody? How old am I?):
Sarah, I owe you a dollar.