(Picture from 'The Norm' comic)
Saturday I worked on sending out "Save The Date" emails for the upcoming wedding.
- I put together a graphic that looked like what we think invitations will look like.
- I composed a short short little bit of text.
- I added a photo of Cora and I.
- I assembled the email list into sets, and fired them off
And that is the instant Atë (Greek goddess of ruin, folly, delusion) stepped in and farted in my general direction and called me the son of a motherless goat.
Every email I sent out was garbled on the first try. Sometimes on the second, too.
Don't believe me? Check out some of the mangling:
Okay, this one's not so bad. The water is green with envy.
But this is serious, you can mess with me, but don't touch my lady!
This next one only uploaded partially. I guess it wanted to keep 'em guessing.
And this one wanted to make them read between the lines.
This one is a little shifty…
And I really hope this one didn't make people think we were having a rainbow themed wedding.
And before you ask, "Where's mine?" It, ummmmm, must have gotten lost in the doggone internets must have Atë it.