Saturday, April 08, 2006


At 4 a.m. this morning, I sent the above Easter greeting, originally sent to me by my dad, to pretty much everyone I know. I almost never send email forwards, I stopped caring about Easter when my parents stopped giving me Easter baskets about seven years ago, and I wasn't even that drunk. Though this is a mystery that likely will never be solved, I think it has something to do with the way that Gmail will fill in an address for you after you type the first letter or two. "E"...oooh there's Ellen, "A"...and Alexa, oh and Andrew! "R"...and Raegan and Rhett and Ryan, oh my! I am easily amused.


Anonymous said...

i forwarded it too. i don't really know what it is about buttless chocolate easter bunnies, but whatever.

also mom and dad will totally send you easter candy and shit if you ask. i plan to.

Gina said...

good idea. though there's always something a little strange about ASKING mom to send me cookies or whatever. and i say "always" because i've totally done it about 46 times.

Mister Underhill said...

"Well, my psychiatrist says if you eat the ears first, you have a superiority complex, and if you eat the feet first, an inferiority complex. He didn't have an answer as to what it meant if you ate the eyes first screaming STOP STARING AT ME!"