You've got mail

My mailbox lately has been an assortment of junk mail envelopes. Occasionally, something I actually want will show up so, of course, I have to sift through it all.

The president of my credit card company has been writing me personally to let me know that there's more ways to get into debt at a ridiculous interest rate;

I can have my windows tinted at home (I have blinds) or in my car (already tinted) (Do you suppose they could tint my car windows in the comfort of my home?);

my 1-year magazine subscription is expiring in 8 months (!) and it's time to renew;

the Sierra Club wants me to join and in the interests of preserving nature is sending me a free plastic narrow calendar to stick on my keyboard;

a make-up company who's moisturizer I like has 3 FREE GIFTS if I order within 10 days (I deal with them online);

Oh - here's a new one: The Dalai Lama is writing to me! Now understand, I have nothing against the Dalai Lama. He's a sharp dresser. He always manages to look calm. And I expect the cause in the envelope is a worthy one. But I just think that somewhere in the chain of command, someone might have said "Do you really think the Dalai Lama should be sending junkmail?"

Ed MacMahon and his million dollar check are starting to look better and better...