When not preoccupied with subscribing me to random e-publications and forwarding chain letters my family members occasionally write me humorous letters/emails. This is why I keep them–my family that is.
This particular epistle is from Jo on the apparent downfall of Etsy:
Searching for nifty crafts to labor over during the colder months?
An avid admirer of all things feline?
Looking for something that speaks to both of your “inbred” passions?
Search no longer:
Question: WHO IN THE HECK THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA?
“So I found this site that totally speaks to my desire to promote small business ownership and simple living through a network of like-minded blo–OH GOD NO. Close it, close it now.”
How could you do this to me, Etsy? I who had such hopes, such dreams for your future am now made a laughing stock. The hipster mustache keychains and steampunk necklaces I found in your loving arms now painful reminders of what you once were. The beauty of the ironic now fallen to cat-lady-neuroses.”
On a side note, between the cat and myself I could have five of these things made with the clingings-to found on my left sock alone…