diplomatic pouch n : a mail pouch that is sealed shut and that is used to carry communications between a legation and its home office.
Says I: “So, Joseph Prueher just carried this envelope around and handed it to the Chinese?”
Says dad: “No, it was handcuffed to his minion’s wrist and that guy carried it around instead.”
So, folks, there you have it. A diplomatic pouch. Have no idea what I’m talking about? Check out last week’s post. Or, if you’re really into this kind of stuff, try the book or the Diplomacy Home Page.
Happy birthday, Teej!
Jonatha Brooke was awseome. The service at the Fine Line was not.
On Tuesday night, Sara and I thoroughly enjoyed the snarky David Sedaris at the Historic State in downtown Minneapolis. While we both fully expected him to look somewhat like Elvis Costello and sit on stage smoking and telling stories of his travels in France, this guy was as common as my next-door-blond-haired-blue-eyed neighbor. Just funnier.
A poem for Spring (finally here!) and for April, National Poetry Month:
No winter lasts
forever, no spring
skips its turn.
April is a promise
that May is
bound to keep
and we know it.
— Hal Borland
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