I hate getting mail. Unless it’s my birthday, or some other holiday where good stuff gets delivered daily. Other than that, all I usually get is junk. theory11 is an internet based machine, and almost all of our correspondence is digital.
Today was different. Today, I got the mail and as I glanced at the contents of our mailbox, I skimmed the sender’s names: Sports Illustrated (junk… it wasn’t the swimsuit issue), random, random, JJ Abrams, random. Wait… what?! I did a double take. I slowly, methodically opened the envelope delicately as to not damage its contents.
What was inside? Check out the image (in reference to our Sentinel Playing Cards). This just made my year.
Today was different. Today, I got the mail and as I glanced at the contents of our mailbox, I skimmed the sender’s names: Sports Illustrated (junk… it wasn’t the swimsuit issue), random, random, JJ Abrams, random. Wait… what?! I did a double take. I slowly, methodically opened the envelope delicately as to not damage its contents.
What was inside? Check out the image (in reference to our Sentinel Playing Cards). This just made my year.