The Post About Stamps

This post originally appeared on 3/13/15, the day that the show opened, so I didn’t have time to finish it, but I went to the post office today to send some letters and restock on stamps, so I decided to revive this post.

I like stamps.

A lot.

Not enough to collect them like my dad used to do, but enough to wish that they didn’t have any monetary value so I could just keep them and look at them all day, like artwork.

My love began with the Celebrate The Century, or CTC stamps. They came out around the early 2000s and you could get comic books and vote on what appeared on each decade’s stamps. Right before my bar mitzvah, the 1980s set came out with a few particularly awesome stamps, like Cats, The Cosby Show, and hip-hop, and I cleaned the post office out. Seriously, they had a little sign saying they were out after I bought like two hundred to use for invitations.

All the decades in the series had some fun-looking stamps. My favorites were (in chronological order): From the 1900s, the teddy bear, Crayola, and the Gibson Girl; from the 1910s, toys, child labor reform, and crossword puzzles; from the 1920s, jazz and flappers; from the 1930s, Monopoly and Snow White; from the 1940s, big band, the jitterbug, and A Streetcar Named Desire; from the 1950s, I Love Lucy and The Cat in the Hat; from the 1960s, peace and Woodstock; from the 1970s, Sesame Street, disco, smiley faces, and All In the Familyand from the 1990s, computer art and the World Wide Web. There were many, many more but those were my favorites.

Ever since I became an adult and had to pay bills and stuff, I had to start investing in stamps. At first, I bought some flowers, and some American flags, but then one day, I saw these bright, colorful, awesome stamps and I had to have them. They featured Latin Music Legends. And I was hooked on them.

I should have bought more than one sheet; I could’ve flown out the door with a year’s supply, but I figured I could get more later. I went back to get more when I was done, but I couldn’t find them. But instead, I got these sweet Dancer Stamps.

Stamps Celebrate National Dance Day

When the dancers were all done, I headed back, prepared for disappointment, but behold, Vintage Circus Posters!

And today, I invested in my second set of these dope Harry Potter stamps, so if you live in the USA and want a postcard or a letter with a Harry Potter stamp, totally hit me up for one.

Here’s a list of things/people I’d like to see on postage stamps:

  • Shari Lewis/Lamb Chop.
  • Golden Age Nickelodeon TV Shows
  • Winnie-the-Pooh
  • Family Guy
  • Starbucks beverages
  • Joan Rivers

In other news, I got a book out of the library today and it had a coupon for BreatheRight Nasal Strips in it. Neat!

Oh, and welcome to two consecutive six-continent days (3/12-3/13): North America (Canada, USA, Panama, Jamaica, and Antigua and Barbuda), South America (Argentina and Chile), Europe (UK, Ireland, Spain, France, Italy, Netherlands, Germany, Romania, and Russia), Asia (Philippines, India and Indonesia), Africa (Nigeria and South Africa), and Oceania (Australia).

And today (5/11) is another six-continent day, the second in a row, so howdy to North America (Canada and USA), South America (Argentina and Colombia), Europe (UK, Estonia, Norway, Macedonia, and Spain), Asia (Philippines, Israel, India, and Malaysia), Africa (Ghana), and Oceania (Australia and Papua New Guinea).


San Juan Come and Me Wanna Go Home

So, it’s my last night in San Juan, sad face, but it is bittersweet, because this time tomorrow (well, plus an hour or two) I’ll be in Baltimore for the first time since January, and seeing my parents for the first time since March in Florida.

Overall, this trip has been fun but exhausting, not to mention expensive. I’m glad I came but I think I’ll be content not living out of a suitcase for a little while.

More updates in a few.


The Worst Best Day of the Week

That would be today. Thursday. My classes this semester are Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, and Friday, I have Shabbat, and on the weekends, I do weekend-type things like shopping and sometimes being social. So that leaves Thursday. Most people would enjoy the fact that they have one day a week with absolutely no regularly scheduled commitments, but I am not one of them. From Sunday to Wednesday, I pull out all the stops, reading like a fiend, writing responses, taking notes and taking names. By the time Wednesday night rolls around, I am exhausted but relieved that another academic week is done. I make a promise to myself that I’ll get a jump on next week’s reading this week by starting first thing Thursday morning…and then it doesn’t happen. What does happen?

  • Wake up.
  • Remember that there’s nothing in my plans today, so sleep a little more.
  • Get up, make a leisurely breakfast, and a hot or iced coffee drink.
  • Head to the couch to catch up with Mental Floss, Ellen DeGeneres, and Jenna Marbles.
  • Promise myself I won’t waste the day.
  • Proceed to read twelve BuzzFeeds, stalk some friends on Facebook, play a round of Word Strips, check my blog stats (welcome, Uganda!), do the New York Times crossword puzzle.
  • Promise myself that I’m done.
  • Remember that I never get to watch Survivor since I’m in class while it’s on, so catch up on that.
  • Convince myself that if I don’t leave the apartment now I won’t leave until dance class (By this time, we’re in the late afternoon).
  • Head out for “lunch” since I “just ate breakfast” (at 10 AM).
  • Do I have enough time to get to the gym? Maybe I’ll go.
  • How about the library? But I have too many books. Oh wait, I need to do some research for that paper. You know what, I should just write the paper. Let’s go home and think about that.
  • Dance class.
  • Get home, unwind after a busy day of nothing. Contemplate studying but usually opt for YouTube.
  • Look at the time, frantically make dinner, call parents, and think of a blog post.
  • Compose and post said blog, and promise self that it’s early bedtime tonight.
  • Proceed to stay up all night (well, 3 at the latest) doing – guess what? – nothing but the Internet, and usually end up feeling bad for myself.
  • Head to bed with a book, and read about five pages before telling myself that I need to get some sleep.

And that’s how I spend my Thursdays, including today. My sad life is sad. And even though I got nine hours of sleep last night, I’m still exhausted. Get it together, Jacob, because your palm is going to have a date with your face come Sunday night.