Choi to the World

PERSEPOLIS animated

I have been wanting to see this movie for some time. I am home with the flu so today was the day. I love when movies pay attention to the credits. The opening credit were beautiful. I can picture but maybe not name the movies with clever/beautiful/enchanting opening credits. I think I may blog them from now on, sometimes the opening credits make the movie for me. For Persepolis the opening credits were gorgeously illustrated and animated. I loved the animation for the movie, it was a refreshing break from the near-realism that most animated mainstream films are embodying currently. An autobiographical film, it presents an historical view the Iranian conflict through the lens of a graphic novel.

postal gods had mercy

***Happy to report that my package that I sweated and bled over has arrived safely. The customer "LOVED" the packaging and the cards are sound. I am so glad that I don't have to loathe the USPS because I really do love them, they are close and convenient and nicely priced. I am so sad that they are having financial troubles and I only hope that my PO doesn't get cut. (That may be why the Postal employee was going above and beyond to help me out). More postal observations to come, I have learned so much lately.***

It's beginning to look a lot like...

Spring! What, no I am not down under but in my busy, messy studio I have been fulfilling a large custom order for my Pocketful of Posies card, in pink! They turned out absolutely lovely and I may start offering printing on my cards, the jury of one is still out on that. Enjoy every little hand-cut piece. The post was to end here but then I took it to the Post Office... dun, dun, dun...

The priority boxes were either to small or way too big. But then in very un-USPS fashion the employee found a box I deemed to be the perfect size behind the counter, but when he weighed it we were .6 of an ounce over weight which would have bumped the cost up $4, so before I could say anything he started cutting and changing my packing material trying to knock the weight down. I was dumbfounded, this is my friendly regular PO guy who is very by the letter in the past he has never so much as given me an inch of scotch tape to improve my packaging. What the hoop was going on, I don't know. In the meantime a line started forming and everyone was waiting for me. By the end of his alterations the package looked like a kindergarten project mangled in shipping. He was so proud of himself I didn't have the heart to take it back. On my way home a pit formed in my stomach, it looks so unprofessional, and I worry about the integrity of the altered box. It is amazing how sick this is making me. Hours and hours of work are in that box. He talked me out of insurance because he told me that only the cost of the paper to make the cards would be reimbursed. The PO is an enigma have more to say about that later for now I think I better go eat a roll of TUMS and offer a sacrifice to the shipping gods.