wrong address...

ok, so...last week's new yorker finally showed up today.....just in time.....as i was about to accuse the youngest of wandering off to look at the cartoons, and then leaving it in some obscure household hidey-hole......and it was not until i brought it in from the mailbox...and glanced more than a cursory regard for the cover...that i noticed that the print lettering was original to the cover art....no...somebody had written in bold marker....sent to wrong address...gentle readers....i treasure certain framed new yorker covers....and the reality that others would write upon last week's portrait of a lady is beyond my understanding.....yeah, well.....it did reach my house because of the boldly written directive.....maybe those words make it more savable.....especially given that the picture vaguely reminds me of bjork, and she would write on a picture of herself in a nanosecond....wrongly addressed is on my mind of late, as i have been opening somebody else's mail for the past couple of weeks.... somebody has to open the director's mail, it just seems off to be peeking into letters sent to somebody else......it might be fun to return the junk with boldly lettered sent to the wrong address on the outside.....too much effort when i just toss it into the recycle bin....