Lock In

If the email distribution list for my weekly essays was a room, it would be pink and fuzzy and fun but locked with no convenient way out. I imagine I’d be standing at the door with doe eyes that would discourage anyone from muttering, “Hey, Dan, reading your weekly blog is fun and all, but let’s just say I’d rather check it on my own time instead of getting an email from you every Friday morning for the past six years and indefinitely into the future.”

It’s long been my aspiration to add an “Unsubscribe” feature, to provide the discreet key with which one may exit this room with dignity, though such an item continues to plummet in the rankings of my ever growing list of tedious and more immediate tasks such as cleaning my refrigerator door shelves or gazing around at the room I’m in.

I do hope my miniature literary quips act as light refreshments in the corner of your Inbox. I aim for the quality of store-brand cola and Ritz crackers; not quite something you would choose over and over for yourself, but better than nothing.