A fishbowl existence?
What a delightful surprise!
The SpiritClips Team @ spiritclips.com gleefully floated a zany imaginative "eureka" kind-of idea my way this afternoon by virtue of a bold dalliance in unknown celluloid territory heretofore unmined in a novel form.
"Blue Mountain" cry your eyes out because the ingenuous "filmcard" exclusively crafted ever-so-sweetly for me (and tarted-up with flourishes such as an eye-catching blood-red bow) is going to revolutioize the tired old greeting card biz!
The pleasant down-to-earth dude in the plaid shirt (with mug shot to the right in plain view) rustled up the precious keepsake for wrongl-way Goldfarb.
Yes, that's moi!
It's a novel gift idea, he teased in so many words inside the chic covers.
"Great, if you miss someone for a moment and want to reconnect or you found the right person and want to playfully let them know it."
As Sandy Dennis's character would swoon in a scene from Edward Albee's award-winning stage play which also also starred the legendary Ms. Elizabeth Taylor:
"Oh, I like that!"
With all the aplomb of an olympic hopeful (hint hint) I threw caution to the wind and plunged into the outstretched leafs of the "gone-Hollywood 3-Dimensional-styke" greeting card.
Inside the cover flap, a warm message in a tidy script, underscored how useful a filmclip can be.
FTC Officials take note!
Our paths have never crossed 'til now.
Nothing worth getting your knickers caught in a wringer over.
After all, 10% of nothing is nothing.
Call me curious yellow, though.
Toronto-born dudes from the seventies era will get that joke, no doubt.
So, with nary a palpitation or nervous hesitation either, I clicked on the scintillating link
No booby-trap, yet!
Immediately, I was transported from Yahoo (yahoo!) to the SpiritClips.com site where I ceremoniously landed up-close-and-personal on a celluloid film strip etched for effect in dusty golden tones.
Immediately I spied a tender heartfelt love note!
"Saw this film and thought of you"
A secret admirer was pining for goofy old scatterbrained me?
Fate beckoned, like poetry in motion, and why not?
SpiritClips artfully managed to conjure up a charming private screening of - "Crazy Fish" - which was rife with symbolic meaning!
Before the stroke of midnight 7 days hence - at least a second or two before I transform myself back into a lowly country bumpkin at the behest of my fairy Godmother - take a gander at the amusing tale of romance and adventure on the high seas SpiritClips lovingly weaved together for me.
Of course, I must mention the synchronicity!
A few months ago, with spanking-new camera in tow, I captured this little scenario on HD Video over at the French Market in WeHo, which is ironic in retrospect.
Compare the two clips.
And, finally in conclusion, I'd like to invite y'all to surf over to Gillian Lee Hutshing's web site, also.
There, inquisitive visitors are enchanted daily with Ms. Hutshing's children book about the charming, invincible, and mightily delightful "Sparky the Goldfish".
Hope your weekend goes swimmingly!