In My Inbox…

This is one of the many reasons I love my dad. After seeing my post about dinner with Mr. Kim, he sent me an email, subject “news.”

“I have old news, bad news and good news. 1. Old news. Judging from your last blog, the snake is still in the garden. 2. Bad news – bank transaction. 3. – Good news – reversal of bank transaction. Love, Dad.”

No drama. Lightly humorous. Life will be fine. Thanks, Dad.

I received several random emails today (aka “spam” – I’m telling you, I am soooooo easily amused).

The first, an email about a musical instrument trade show. In Germany. From a Pakistani company. Targeting music lovers in Korea. How in the world did I end up on this mailing list?

The second one. My friend EmLee and I have a habit of saying “OLE!” whenever we’re feeling blue. Because, you can’t be sad when you shout “OLE!” Try it. It’s a happy word. I got an email today, subject: Call Out Gouranga Be Happy! Hmmm. I’ver never heard of this. Should I just delete? Curiosity won out. I opened it, and there, in a bright blue box, in beautiful yellow letters, were just those words: Call Out Gouranga Be Happy! I don’t know what or who Gouranga is, but when I called it out, I was happy. Try it.